Spider Lover
blissful couples
walking hand in hand
unexpectedly awaken
thoughts of you
sticky strands of sorrow
strangle my breath
an intricately woven
web of grief
snares me
I thought the
sunny day
the cotton candy
the good company
would keep me safe
my heart flails about
desperate to escape
but
is bound
by spine
ribs
memory
tendrils of what used to be
wrap ‘round and ‘round and ‘round
the suffocating pain of the past
strangling the joy of the present
how could I forget
you are always there
crouching
in the shadows of my mind
slowly eating me alive
(photo credit - Sara Carlson, edited to fit by me, which was a shame to the original. Check out Instagram sara_buddee to see her work!
What drew me to this article was the spider allegory. I never kill spiders in my house or elsewhere. Janny on the other hand....
The past can strangle the joy of the present if we let it. I like your imagery of a spider waiting...I will be more cautious about letting the past overwhelm me with this in mind.