He glides through every room unnoticed, Silk and shadow dressed as charm. A silver tongue behind a grin, Promising safety, hiding harm. Every story bends around him, Every truth gets rearranged. By the time you see the pattern, Everything has already changed. Danger wears a handsome face, Confidence becomes a disguise. He’s a snake, Deceitful and cunning. A devious smile, And a bite so venomous. Would I rather feel the pressure Of a tightening coil around me, Or walk away wounded, Knowing poison’s in my bloodstream? His compliments arrive like honey, Sweet enough to blur the signs. Every promise sounds convincing, Every lie is wrapped in shine. He studies every weakness, Every doubt you’ve tried to hide. Waiting for the perfect moment To strike from the other side. The frightening part isn’t the venom. It’s how long it takes to notice. By then, You’re questioning yourself Instead of him. The scales begin to catch the light, The mask begins to slip away. The truth appears between the cracks Of every game he likes to play. No longer hypnotized by movement, No longer frozen by his stare. I finally see exactly what he is, And exactly why he’s there. He’s a snake, Deceitful and cunning. A devious smile, And a bite so venomous. I won’t stay trapped beneath the weight Of a coil designed to break me. I’d rather face the wound and heal Than let his poison remake me.
