You don't know your biggest fear
until it's suddenly placed right in front of you,
and you know you cannot escape.
Too paralysed from drugs to panic,
I could feel it crawling on my skin,
but I couldn't move,
even when it crawled right up to my face
and tasted my tears.
The Master liked his game
of Hide and Seek,
but the spiders moved so fast,
you could never see where they disappeared to.
Then one night He told me
that I had a secret passageway for spiders,
so they would live inside of me,
and they were allowed to bite on Their permission.
It only took them seconds of trying
before I passed out from fear,
which only made them angrier.
I remember begging for it to touch me,
but not to kill me,
and for them to kill me,
but not to touch me.
But over the years this began to change,
and I didn't know whose touch
I dreaded most.
At least the spiders were burned alive,
flames to dust,
as I watched them burn and die.
And by the end of those evil games
of His Hide And Seek,
I desperately longed to be a spider
so that I too could be burned alive to die.
But instead,
all I could do was pass out from the fear,
as I found out this game would become
my greatest fear of all.
