Spiders In My Hair!

This poem is a true story, about my awful reality over the past three days...

Yes!

You read the title right

A horror tale

Of my plight,

For spiders haunt me

Day and night

Since three days ago

When I had my fright...

Cleaning a house

That had been long left

Alone

For spiders to build their webs...

Their homes.

Millions there were

That's no exageration

I suppose you could call it

An infestation!

I walked into a web unseen

Full of baby spiders see,

I know I have them in my hair,

A job to finish

I try not to care!

So all day I struggle

Brush my hair

Hope they've gone

Never fear

They're only babies

After all

To me

No harm

Can befall...

That night I bathe

And wash my hair,

I even laugh

About my fear!

It's over now

I can relax,

Have a beer...

Then in the night

I wake

Afraid

Cold sweats

Shivers

Have betrayed

My sleep

For I can feel

Spiders running

All over me!

Then I realise

It's just a dream...

So yesterday

I got to tell

My friends the tale,

They know me well,

I shared the fear

And let them shudder

All the while

My hearts a flutter!

So here I am

I sit today

In front of laptop

My job

Wordplay!

I suddenly feel

Something

On my head

A crawling thing?

Surely I've misread

The situation here

Not again!

Tha'ts not fair...

I brush my hand

Over my hair...

The spider

Falls down on my knee

All fat and black

It cannot see

The horror I feel

As I cry out

WHY ME!