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Web of Emotionsi am entangled in your web
Struggling in the threads that you spun
Full of lies and deceit
Trying to free myself from the pain
That is sure to come.
Like a Black Widow
So beautiful but deadly
A little thing causing so much pain
Enough to make me wish
Wish that i was dead.
You mean so much to me
Yet i seem to mean so little
Just like a toy of yours
To play with when you feel like it.
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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