Ouroboros

Written by: Ian Petch

A pit filled with snakes
And a loaded gun
I jump in to escape
My burning tongue
These lips leaking fire
My eyes so cold
I dread to imagine
The hate I’d mould
But still you persist
And I refuse to speak
There’s pain running down
My tear-soaked cheeks

And I’m so alone
Around you

The bullets aren’t hitting
A single snake
Injecting their poison
In to my veins
But still I evade
A single glance
In to your eyes
I refuse your hands
As I spit and strike
With all my rage
Into myself
With these vicious snakes

Because I am alone
Without you