I can feel the threads

They're tight

Around my arms

My legs

My head

I can feel the threads

I can see the spiders

They're fast

Down the threads to my arms

My legs

My head

I can see the spiders

I can hear the scissors

They're sharp

Cutting the threads around my arms

My legs

My head

I can hear the scissors

I can't feel the threads

I can't feel the hugs

I can't see the spiders

I can't see the love

I can hear the scissors

I can hear my voice

'I don't need you'

'I hate you'

'Go away'

I can't feel the friendships

I can't see my friends

All I hear is my hate

Where have you gone?

I'm lonely