A red spider in my mind
Biting at the brain
Hanging from forever
On a lost mental strand
In a pitch void
A broken web
Bleeds poison

A red spider in my mind
Biting at the brain
Hanging from forever
On a lost mental strand
In a pitch void
A broken web
Bleeds poison

Silence in the dark
Except for the ticking clock
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Stop

Rage in the water
Anger is not a haiku
Senses lost in red

Write or wrought
Both are the same
Words are trauma
Pain is a mischief mistress
Sleep, a deadly plague
Nights are falling
Through cracks
Into the morning
