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The following is my latest piece that I have written

Arachnophobia

 

I had no fears until I met you

I even walked into your cousin’s web once

My hair and face were covered

With his sticky, white silky strands

All I did was brush it off

Like it was no big deal

And continued on my way

Then one night I found myself in bed

About to get lost in my book

When I saw then right there

They were in my face and in my hair

Crawling around on their tiny little legs

I quickly jumped up and panicked

Letting out a silent scream

Letting my eyes follow the trail

I saw them move over the silky bridge

Moving towards you without a care

Their eight tiny legs hurried up the lamp

Moving to the light that lit up the room

At first it blinded me and I could not see

I had no idea what they were running to

Then as my eyes adjusted I saw you

Sitting there, not leaving your post

Using that antique lamp as your castle

I let out another silent scream

Hoping my hero would come save me

But no one came I was alone with you

After that day I was scared to even go in there

That kingdom of yours that was once my room

You stole it from me unwilling to return it

It has been so many years

But to this day every time I see one of you

Even in movies and books

I get the chills and remember that night

I run, I scream,

I wish your kind would become extinct

They say to let them be

That they are an asset to us

Well, guess what

I DON’T CARE!

I want them all gone

Only then can I be rid of this fear

The fear of you lurking in the darkness

Waiting for me to make your move

 

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