You spun a life of lies and secrets

silk threaded over ages

immaculately kept

a trophy in which to relish.

In awe of all that was bright and new

a naive little fly you caught

distracted by the polished glow

drawn in by the light

you controlled the fly

making her feel helpless

sucking all hope.

 

But you got greedy

holding too many victims

working together

the flies grew strong

unraveling silk by silk

exposing lies and untruths

they broke free of your web.

You may repair the broken strings

lure in more victims

but the truth is out

your silk is dull

you are only

a Spider.