Spider Web of Secrets
He tells me I can't tell
She says the same
I'm so sick of this game
Spider Web of Secrets
Stuck in the middle
It's slowly killing me
I see it all falling
I wanted to warn him
I didn't know what to say
But I couldn't turn away
So I hand him my problems
Hand him all my cares
Even though he was a weaver
I know he won't leave me here
So I told him
Now he knows how she felt
What a piece of work
And now he feels like a jerk
He blames himself
But I am just the same
We are both buried in guilt
We both look away ashamed
I should've told him sooner
I should've told his yesterday
But he forgave me anyway
How could he just forgive me
Just like that
I don't understand it
But I'm glad he sees
I didn't have a choice
I didn't want to tell
So I told him
And I'm glad it went well
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