WEB OF SORROW POEM BY TRENTEA SEBASTIAN
Into my spiderweb I lie,
Forgotten and in pain.
I know I’m cursed, condemned to die
And weave my soul again.
The darkest corner of the room
Was bound to be my home.
Abandoned, feeling only gloom,
I cry 8 tears, alone.
For too long have I looked at you,
Consumed you when you’d rest.
I weaved my spiderweb into
That hole inside your chest.
In morning’s eye you would awake,
And tear the web apart.
Making it feel as a mistake
To offer you my heart.
Should I have been a velvet rose,
A glimpse, and you’d love me.
A bird you’d love, for one of those
Could sing in harmony.
Still, hatred is the only thing
You’d choose for all my kind.
I couldn’t bloom, I couldn’t sing,
No good for you to find.
I feel no envy for them, yet.
Could they ever success?
To weave your splendid silhouette
In spiderweb white dress.
Oh, but you crushed me yesterday,
Ending my dreams in fright.
And, since there is no other way,
I’ll sting you by tonight.
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