The Rattle

Written by: J. Rock

Everyday I wake
To the same old snake
Waiting to partake
In all my old mistakes

Everyday I contemplate 
Taking the bait
Until I can’t see straight
Ignoring my abnormal fate 

Everyday I detect 
The weakness resting on my neck 
Trying to redirect
The ways in which I reflect

Everyday I portray
The enemy, the prey
I must obey 
Or I’ll surely pay

Everyday I wake
With that same old snake
Hissing lullabies of ache
It gives, it takes