tag poem, unedited
Spider Web NightMares
Oh what tangled web we weave
of misbegotten make believe
images tossed in a mental sieve
colliding in mayhem in our dreams....
Silken strands of senseless feeling
meant to tease and seem appealing
whirling, breaking, aching, reeling
pieces of life we try concealing
Wake me before I die inside
this nightmare brain where fear resides
memories break and hopes divide
here in this demon infested side...
Oh what a daybreak is the dawn
when we escape the devils spawn!
Under my power all along
no recollection, the pains too strong...
So stings the pain of the spiderous dream
in a land where nothing's as it seems...