The Cobra
-I just wanted a friend
-One without ulterior motives
-Know what I mean?
-They never ACTUALLY listen to what im saying.
-They just nod, and smile, they agree at all the right parts..
-But, the whole time they’re just counting up their brownie points to get into my pants.
-Like “eventually I’ll give in.”
-Ill have moment of weakness, or a moment they could take advantage by knowing me so well and having my trust.
-Like a cobra they wait to strike me down like some sort of weak mouse.
-Their forked tongue whispering lies through my ears and to my soul.
-Reminding me all of the things I've told them in confidence. Now being weaponized against me.
-Maybe its best,
-to be alone.
Copyright © Kellie Parks | Year Posted 2022
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