snake
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the snake
was coiled
in the grass
& i
without shoes
leaving
the possiblity
of barefoot
and bitten
with
the most
bitter painfull words
known to
feelings,
take an ax to my head
bullet to my heart
knife to my back
how it is,
if you going to say something, Say it
if your going to do something, Do it
I stand alone but not alone,With the Aesir by my side.My Gods, I know they are guiding me,As I walk through life with pride.
A girl briefly met Death after
Hissing for twelve years and
Death was prompt and eager.
The container of her life
Turned against her.
Night
Dappled and worn through the excesses of time,
modest moonlight filters in
through the gauze of the dancing curtain
Go ahead and talk you shit
see if I will care
all dem bitches spreadin shit that isn't even real
bitch, whore, fake as fuck!
you say I'm the slut??
"I sleep around" and "I'm fucking guys"
In a different life things would be bliss,
And I would not have the need to search the words to dis
You and the curse brought upon my family’s life.
Without the necessity to fight upon your wicked knife
Once a disassembled existance,
I was burdened within a gyre of unending thought.
Pressing through time with little resistance,
I did what I pleased, knowing naught
Of the troubles to come,
You told me life was crazy
Never about the snakes in the grass
You told me they were evil
One bite- I would never last
The beautiful shine of your golden skin---It nearly blinds my eyes.Surrounded by a crown of golden leaves,
You talk a great deal about your struggles.
You pin them up like badges of honor
when really you are a coward hiding in the corner
behind those "friends" you deem your pawns.
Left, Right, Up, Down
Circles and zigzags
Slither, Slither, Slither
All to find a black dot
But is the snake searching
For that black dot
Or running from the ones
It already found
