TheDemiDevil

Why does no one understand

That snakes have feelings too

They bleed

And feel threatened and scared

But everyone is afraid of them

Because of what they can do

And not what they did.

It was a cold Tuesday morning in October. The warm and well light ambiance of the diner with soft chatter in the background of their conversation made it hard for her to accentuate her disdain.

Uninspired to write

To work

To eat

To sleep

To take care of myself

To try

To help

To learn

To create

To clean

To do anything except sit front of a screen.

Red.

Her eyes were and red with anger.

Face stained with tears

No longer did she have a meaning,

A purpose.

Her life meant nothing to them

one cheer for healing

two for those who helped her heal

and three cheers for self love

As you pack everything away, wipe down the walls, and box everything up,

You lock away my freedom, my happiness

My soul rests in those boxes that are constantly shut in my face