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SNAKE SKIN BRAIN

Captivated is my mind
Wrapped tight by the slivering ‘soul stealing’ snake
Let loose on the prowl for the innocently confused
Bearing no strength
The Tempestuous Serpent Thrives with manipulative energy
Fortune sought after by our hungry desires
God forgotten
Weak is our character, they do not bear dignity
We think too much, yet feel too little
Where is our place
Given no identity besides our warranted duty
No meaningful journey is engaged
Comfort is our ruin
No growth, no soulful torment
No awakening to our indignant lives, putting us asleep
I am standing alone with no real connection
Yet still, the eternal voice still calls
It is up to me what I choose
Whether the snake shall continue to take hold
or
I shall take refuge towards a more daunting and perilous life
but with greater purpose and sanctity