If a snake slithers do not question its duplicity,
If it stares you with warmth do not doubt its tendencies to do harm,
If the rattle of the rattlesnake shakes do not be surprised of the sting,
If your knees buckle do understand that his poison has made you weak, and your systems will soon follow.
Do you feel the basic emotions flooding your nervous system?
It’s the temptation of the unknown,
It’s the aggressive curiosity that curses the wandering mind,
Ensuring you remain blind to the fragility of your condition,
You will always be placed in the position to make the right choice,
It will absolutely always be your decision to break the souls of those who care for you,
And with that awful tunnel vison your support will shatter like glass on the ground before you.
You will not be the first devourer, you will not jest the first joke I’ve had the pleasure to laugh at,
I am recognizing a familiarity in areas I would rather be naïve,
The snake speaks in a language you want to believe,
But do remember,
A snake is a snake,
And it would not be the snake’s but your mistake,
That would break the hallowed ground we’ve taken years to create,
I pray to God in heaven that you did not soil yourself for a temporary pleasure,
For that is a mindlessness for which I cannot relate…
A snake…is a snake,
So help you God.