she is free

the spider comes to weave its web
it's there everyday, continuously spinning

each strand, a lie, a victory of deception
its goal is, strand by strand, trying to take over

the web consumes her
slowly, she lets the spider freely spin

this web has become her life
it's begun to define her

she's crying out, "stop, please stop."
she can't take it any more

she's sick of it all
she's sick of being decieved

she looks to the sky and sees a dove
it's flying freely, waiting to be summoned

she screams at the top of her lungs "help"
this is her last resort

the dove, swift and beautiful, swoops down
in a quick move, he eats the spider

she is scintillating with joy
as she rides on the wings of her savior, the dove

he rescued her.
she is free. she is free.