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Array ( [sid] => 82671 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Spiders and Lies [time] => 2005-02-02 17:19:15 [hometext] => Recently I gave up on sparing peoples feelings at the cost of my own. This may seem overdramatic but I went down a crocodile infested river ,backwards, with t-bone steaks tied to me. This was written when the crocodiles started biting lol... [bodytext] => the spider spins the web,
making a trap,
masquerading as a home.

Start in good faith...

i told a lie for them today,
one little lie in such a way,
to show them I can lead astray,
every single thing they throw my way.

everyday, only breathing in this messed up reality,
why are my nightmares subject to gravity?
why do they grope, taunt and destroy,
every single ***** solution I try to employ.

my friends are my friends so I'll suffocate,
and keep everything and complicate,
my life because I can take the weight,
of a thousand lies and just mediate.

this hole, caring digs me deeper,
the mud walls with roots of white lies get steeper.
why can't I bare to see them hurt?
god knows they're just throwing on more dirt.
tell them the truth and end the lies,
then they'll see an angel in disguise?
keep dreaming.

i'm not the superhuman I try to be,
if only I can let them all see,
this reality I've made for them is killing me,
give me strength and set me free.

Enough now...

let the flies consume,
the spider's skin,
the wind will undo the web. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 21 [informant] => acid_lucidity [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Spiders and Lies

Contributed by acid_lucidity on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 05:19:15 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

the spider spins the web,
making a trap,
masquerading as a home.

Start in good faith...

i told a lie for them today,
one little lie in such a way,
to show them I can lead astray,
every single thing they throw my way.

everyday, only breathing in this messed up reality,
why are my nightmares subject to gravity?
why do they grope, taunt and destroy,
every single ***** solution I try to employ.

my friends are my friends so I'll suffocate,
and keep everything and complicate,
my life because I can take the weight,
of a thousand lies and just mediate.

this hole, caring digs me deeper,
the mud walls with roots of white lies get steeper.
why can't I bare to see them hurt?
god knows they're just throwing on more dirt.
tell them the truth and end the lies,
then they'll see an angel in disguise?
keep dreaming.

i'm not the superhuman I try to be,
if only I can let them all see,
this reality I've made for them is killing me,
give me strength and set me free.

Enough now...

let the flies consume,
the spider's skin,
the wind will undo the web.

Copyright © acid_lucidity ... [ 2005-02-02 17:19:15]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Spiders and Lies (User Rating: 1 )
by zenmind on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 06:25:19 PM AEST
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Ok. First impressions------well, this comes accross as a very personal poem for you, in that it relates to specific circumstances in your life, maybe dealing with your relationship with your friends. And so that being so, I really don't know what the poem is exactly about because I don't know you, and I don't know the situation you are talking about. So I was a little confused reading it for the first time. But that isn't a bad thing. I thought the poem was very well written, and I think that it's good to get out the sh*t that we have to deal with in our lives.

This was a poem written for you and no one else. (except maybe for the people that this addresses, or other people who know what your dealing with. But as far as people that don't know you, it is a hard poem to relate to. But this is all my own initial impression, so don't take it soo seriously.

Be True,
zenmind

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