There are spiders in the corners of my room They hide in comfort from their impending doom They have as much right as me To stay here too For I hide here when I cant see the moon I don't think they will be here long They seem to come and go They leave their webs They leave their homes We are not that different Maybe that they know In time I will be gone too
I bought sunflower seeds and planted them in a little *** on my window sill I watered and tended to the leaves everyday Every time the leaves seemed sick or browning I had to hold back tears as I cut away the rot Is it weak or dumb of me that I cried? Like witchcraft I cared for that flower as if it were our love As the leaves would rot so too did our hearts As the petals fell so too did your love for me And in every falling petal Every cut leaf Every inch of that flower I felt you grow farther and farther out of reach from me