Spiderprints

Tighten Your Grip,
Your Web Can't Be Spun,
Without Your Firming Hands Upon.
The Lower You Slip,
The Closer You Get,
To Leaving Yourself All Alone.
Every Time I Get Up To Reach You,
You'll Break Your Promise Again.
You're Crawling Away,
You're Licking Your Wounds That Have Bled.