Snakes

 

Snakes

 

I couldn't speak out those words

For I missed the chance or so I thought

And now day and dawn, the words still remain in the back of my head

I still forget it not

 

Like snakes they slither, vicious

They grip my heart and it crumbles

Red blood ink still drips from my chest

I wish it was my mouth, not the rest

 

Those words seem like apples

Not a bit fresh, they have the rot

And the rest of my fresh apples swim beside them

These bad ones, they spoil the lot

 

So open your cave of the mouth

But think a second thought before you do

The poisonous snakes are bad for your mind

All you do, is spill those words, forget about the undo