At first it was just a slight touch.
A touch that excited me beyond imagination
That touch would
Change my entire life.
Slowly I was being sucked in.
I was mute.
Couldn’t say a word.
Nor could I scream for help.
It was as if I was drowning in my own blood.
Dying emotionally from my own choices.
I needed a way out.
I’d closed my ears to advice.
They told me the hissing was near
They told me to give up charming.
But did I listen?
Heed the warning signs?
And that would be my end.
I was used.
The hissing grew louder and louder
The pressure building,
Sweat began to pour down my back.
I tossed and turned
Back and forth
And jerking frightfully in my slumber.
The hiss grew nearer.
I could feel the scaly skin as it continued to wind its body around me.
I knew I would never wake up or see the next day if someone didn’t help me.
So I called on the only name I knew that had the power.
Help me out of this.
So He sent someone.
Someone who’d warned me before.
But this time I’d listen and let go.
Someone who loved me.
Then the hissing stopped.
The grasp of the snake loosened.
I was no longer caught.
No longer tangled in a mess.
I was free.
No longer bound.
I drifted back to sleep
Finally at peace.