Webs
Crafty like a spider, you wrap me with your words
I feel them all around me and the pressure starts to hurt
Me, in this moment
My consciousness must admit losing all calm and control
Your grasp is all consuming, I'm void of all content
Your eyes survey my body and I wonder where I went
Here, in this moment
My consciousness must admit losing all calm and control
Catch me, keep me
Bind me so sweetly
Webs are weaving through me
At this point, I don't know if there's a point
Autor(es): Fable Circuit