Spider
The Spinster toils-
caught in a web of despair.
Here comes the spider.
Constrictor
In a serpent’s lair-
as air departs my lungs, the
constrictor squeezes.
Shark
Blood in the water-
the hungry shark approaches.
There is no escape.
Streets
Streets of agony-
forced to walk the road of life.
Am I by myself?
Hatred
Hidden enemy-
a superficial friendship.
True hatred resides.
Confusion
Lost destination-
interstate of confusion.
Whom should I turn to?
Hope
A dire spirit-
when all hope has gone away,
Jesus Christ remains.