Burning, fire… pain on a normal day.. drugged up unable to move… then along came a spider and sat down beside me, his name he said “I’m Summer! that burn you have.. let’s set it on fire”

“A knife you say….” (said the little spider named Summer) ”let me heat it up and press it against you, right in the sore hot searing pain you have.. can’t get worse you say… let’s just give you another day of Summer!” Said the spider with the very same name..

A fear you have, a pain you say..? Let me show you, fire and burn each day… why you say? Because one day I bumped my head and all the kings horses and all his men couldn’t put me back together either

But each morning I wake with my little dog beside me keeping all the thoughts away