The Siren's Viper

I have been bitten by a viper.

Its venom poisons my blood flowing through my veins.

It takes control of my brain, robbing me of sensible thoughts.

I look in the mirror and see a tainted soul.

I scream out in pain as the fangs pierce my skin.

The eyes of the viper are piercing lasers staring at me.

They are etching evil into my conscious.

I cry a valley of tears as a damned chapter is written in my life.

I walk the halls of my existence and am reminded of my scars.

I see faces of my past going by in the halls.

In my mind are moving pictures which bring me to dark places.

Places which I shouldn’t want to go.

But I am pulled like a magnet again and again.

I am drawn by this inner curse.

I feel dread as I scroll through pages looking for comfort.

I look for answers where none can be found.

I purchase medicine from the devil’s pharmacy.

I am drowning in a sea of want.

I am engrossed by the images on the screen.

Enchanted by sirens who want my soul.

It has become my drug, my needle and syringe.

I am drowning in a sea of want;

gulping down salt water which poisons my brain.

The sirens surround me;

sucking every last drop out of me;

giving them life.

As I struggle for a breath.

I want to walk down a wooded path.

To feel the sunlight on my face.

To breath the fresh air not filled with fear, want and lust.

To eat the apple and not be tempted.

I want to break free of these chains binding my heart, mind and soul.

Let the clouds of today

bring the sunlight of tomorrow.  

As I lace up my boots to hike the new trail of my life.

Free from the venom of the siren’s viper.