A Spider’s Web of Memories, Delicate and Dark

A Spider’s Web of Memories, Delicate and Dark

In the shadows, where memories twist and spin,A spider’s web of thoughts, so fine and stark,Each strand is a tale of where we’ve been,A delicate lace, obscured by the dark.A spider’s web of thoughts, so fine and stark,Hangs silent and still, in the corners of the mind,A delicate lace, obscured by the dark,Crafted from echoes, unkind and unkind.Hangs silent and still, in the corners of the mind,Where whispers of ages weave through the dust,Crafted from echoes, unkind and unkind,Each thread a reminder of dreams turned to rust.Where whispers of ages weave through the dust,The web trembles under the weight of regret,Each thread a reminder of dreams turned to rust,In the gloom where the past and the present are met.The web trembles under the weight of regret,Old fears and desires tangled in the skein,In the gloom where the past and the present are met,Each delicate thread a strand of old pain.Old fears and desires tangled in the skein,Creep up like shadows, pulling tight on the soul,Each delicate thread a strand of old pain,Crafting a maze where time takes its toll.Creep up like shadows, pulling tight on the soul,A spider’s web of thoughts, so fine and stark,Crafting a maze where time takes its toll,In the shadows, where memories twist and spin.In the shadows, where memories twist and spin,Crafted from echoes, unkind and unkind,A spider’s web of thoughts, so fine and stark.