through the widows web

The black widow crawls in shadows deep, Where moonlight fails and secrets creep. Upon the pane, her dark domain, She spins her web, a silk of pain. Obsessed, I watch her silent crawl, A dance of death against the wall. Each fragile thread, a whispered sin, Trapping all that’s buried within. The window holds the night outside, But inside me, there's nowhere to hide. I trace the cracks, my breath a sigh, Haunted by her empty eye. Her venom drips like words unspoken, Promises of love, always broken. I feel her pull, her fatal kiss, The twisted lure of death's abyss. Through shattered glass and webs entwined, I lose myself, consumed in mind. A fragile soul in endless fall, The black widow's prey—after all.