A deadly Spider,
is the Wandering Spider;
death is imminent.

The Honey Badger,
is a fearless animal; He kills what he hunts.

I do not wish,
to ever be touched;
For the pain
spills out,
it's simply too much.
-
Touches make me feel,
***** and confused;
Since I was but a child,
of maybe one or two.
-
They robbed me of my innosence,
they robbed me of my youth;
In the dark of the night,
in my dingy little
room.
-
The nightmares unfolded,
until I was nine;
They invaded my privacy,
stole a chunk of my life.

Trees sway in the breeze,
as their leaves blow to and frow;
Autumn is coming.

"Caw," goes the black Crow,
as he sits atop a Tree;
in the foggy air.

Curled up in a tiny ball,
I can not stand,
for fear I'll fall.
-
So much pain,
I must endure,
of which I haven't, found a cure.
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Raindrops land upon my roof,
my desperationneeds no proof;
My sorrow sticks to me like glue,
I do not know,
what I will do.
-
Cries of help,
always unheard;
I do not speak,
a single word.
-
Don't take offence,
if I don't speak;
For some it comes,
so easily.

The leaves are vibrant,
as they change colors for Fall;
red and yellow hues.