The fly inside

 

January 10, 2013

 

He can’t let on what he feels to anybody. Letting down his defenses means letting someone close who can hurt him.

He maintain his tough face and spins the webs he needs to snare flies, while inside, he is not a web spinner at all.

Perhaps he is more vulnerable than the flies upon which he feeds.

Someone once called him a vampire, but cannibal would fit him best, forced to fee on his own breed while he pretends his is someone he is not.

Inside where he sits alone with himself, he hungers for someone he can open up with, someone to whom he can tell the truth.

But in this world of spiders and flies, he can never show the fly inside.