Eight Legged Foe
That spiders days are numbered,
Sitting on my wall,
But I if try to catch it,
It could jump or fall.
I can choose happiness,
It can be mine,
Just blow away the black clouds,
And I will be fine,
Kick out all the darkness,
Let in some light,
No more sad and dull times,
Please let my life be bright.
Please stop the world turning, I want to jump,
Slow it down with a bump.
It’s going to fast, I need to hide,
Spinning and turning, like a roller coaster ride.
I cant see, my eyes all sore,
Wet with tears, all red and raw,
In my mind, I should be dead,
The pounding noises in my head,
Switch off the world, and stop it turning,
From inside my soul is burning.
What a mixed up complicated life I lead,
Where is the beauty, where is the fun,
Once there was laughter, now only pain,
I’m lost in a dark place, now my life is gone.