Serpent’s Coil

The knife you dug into my back doesn’t bother me.

The poison you fed me each night tastes pretty good.

The things you say to me are true, I know.

The noose you’ve tied around my neck is warm and Inviting,

The only hug I’ve ever known.

I know you have someone else,

But I can’t bear to let you go,

It’s not your fault I’m not enough,

I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you needed.

I know you’re using me,

Toying with me for your own satisfaction.

But I’ll let you use me,

Because it’s the only life I’ve ever known.

Carve your name into my back,

And watch as I sew myself together.

Push the blade up to my throat,

And watch as my life drains away.

I am trapped in the Serpent’s coil.

I am bound by the chains of your manipulation.

I am nothing.