This Spiteful Snake

Reality - this spiteful snake,

Rearing its ugly head

Venom dripping from its grin

As it tosses yet another obstacle in our way

If given a thousand years to collect,

To process, to portray

- We could never encompass the voracity

Of one single day

Trapping us in its winding,

It's closing malignant cycles

A tightening coil to bind us,

Hold us tight in unforgiving embrace

Its all-engulfing jaws - infinite, boundless

Biting down on the dying flesh of hope

Its fiery breath levelling, dismantling,

Flattening, tearing down the structure of our dreams

Overcome, defeated

Terrified, shivering, mute

Reality is terror - this truth is absolute

Reality - this spiteful snake

- Shedding its smothering veil

- A shroud to asphyxiate,

Exterminate, eradicate