Alone, the Serpent

Can't you see?...just leave me alone Desperate, in fact to the edge of sanity Not knowing this charming ache carries stones Thrown at your back, barely perceptible shards of "I want to be…" Once the threshold is crossed he slithers over your bones Claiming small parts of your soul that never will be Guileful to the end, he always has known What you thought was deprivation turned out to be his key For now you have what you desperately sought, and Alone Will be the prize never worth the fee.