you spin me around, and you've disappeared.

you've spun me across your web,
swiftly,
subtle.
and i cling on for dear life,
as i hung on to a single strand that you left dangling.
i'm not your toy anymore.
i live for myself not.
but yet, you still control me.
i want to pull out.
i want to scream.
but you silence everything i have,
everything i need.
i dont need you.
but you make me want to.
stay with your ugly little friends,
and i'd climb out of your little hole you've created especially for me,
and into the corridor.
i'd run and you'll know i'm free.
until i heal my broken knee,
you'd be seeing more of me.