Afraid to pick up the phone

afraid to check my email

afraid that he is waiting there

like a spider

to trap me up in his web

of lies and deciet

claiming he loves me

I know he cannot

Only wanting to see how high I can climb

before I fall

into the deepest depths of dispair

and depression

where he will wait

to oppress me furthur

I can only weep when I imagine his face

Knowing that he wants the only to see everyone near him

in pain


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