Monsters Inside My Head

Weak Knees & Tired Eyes - The Snake's Revenge

This poison is different

willpower alone is barely enough to move.

Oh how my knees ache,

my eyes long for sleep...

they hurt, begging to close for they cannot stay open.

But I cannot rest

for the snake eyes are always watching,

always sinking its fangs deeper into my heart, slowly killing me.

My body crumbles and grows heavy until I cannot move

but my mind is ever alert, knowing the snake will soon begin to squeeze

I no longer care about anything, not even my own health.

Nothing really matters, anyway.

No, that's the snake talking.

It wants revenge

I defeated it, and now it wants to pull me farther into the abyss.

It will never be satisfied

no, not until I fall into the darkness with it

not until I lose all hope.

I am so close,

so close

I can already feel myself falling into the abyss

down

down

down.

There is no hope

the snake has won

...

I stop falling--

a sudden halt has jolted me.

What is it?

Why am I not drowning in despair?

I am aware, oh so aware,

of everything.

Yes, everything.

But now, strangely,

it doesn't bother me.

I can escape

yes, I can escape.

I can fight--

the abyss is not as daunting

I'm not as scared

because I know,

I know I can come out of it.

Maybe not soon

no, not soon.

But, because I have been there before,

(and I know it well)

it will not be as hard--

still hard, yes,

but not impossible.

For the snake,

formidable as it is,

will never be more powerful than me;

yes, that is what I have decided

though easy it will not be.

I will not always win,

there will be days when I cannot move,

when I want to die

but it will pass, nevertheless.

Those charming snake eyes,

the painful poison,

the squeeze of death,

it is weakening.

Though some days it will strengthen,

I will not be beaten.

No, 

by revenge I will not be beaten