Bite

It was the bareness of my guilt
The nuptial of my sin that lured it to me
My feelings were once deep
Hidden under the truth
It bit me once and yet again it has return
I’m feeling unusual but content
Misplaced by intellect
It bit me once and yet again I’m scared
The memory that lives in me
Haunts me from time to time
I dream of the day I can run freely
Without looking down my path
Wondering when it will appear

Shake & bake

My eyes begin to rattle with fear
It’s finally here
To take me this time,
out of my painful misery
Its time to admit my struggle
The depression I once confronted
No one knows me like me
Wise people don’t just admit wrongs
They strive to avoid a repeat performance
In which mine are repetitious
I admit my wrongs and travel back to them
Enhanced by what some may believe when they see me
My predator sees the truth
The hurt, the shame, in which my red organ sizzles with infliction

I stand before thee
With sweat down my back
With blood up my spine
With venom in my ego
I stand before thee
With a pain that can’t be described
With a chill that can’t be cured
With a weapon that could kill us both
I stand before thee with my eyes closed
With my fist tighten
Ready to fight
Getting ready for another snake bite