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Jan 5
Peel flesh away from bone
Spiders crawling in my skin
The Recluse takes over
Pulling me to darkness within

Cobwebs in the corner
Break me, sticks and stone
Like vermin, biting the hand that feeds
Tangled up in web til I’m alone

Dangling in the corner again
I’m not sure that I mind
I’m going invisible, although uncomfortable,
If I numb it, I’ll be fine

For sanity as currency
Giving away my time
I can pull on the mask
But my nerves begin to grind

The Recluse curls around me
Keeps me in an embrace
Comforts me like I’m a child
In the shadows I remain.
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sorrowcherry  32/F
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