Painfull

Dont tell your secrets not even in poems
Tie them in knots and maybe even chains...
Ahh the sensation now hard to explain low breaths and short visions of past soars, mistakes and flames.
Cold and coarse can wrap itself almost like a snake around your chest then to your thought
Yes just like a snake if snakes where so cruel so restless.
I would pray for a snake if the Gods would hear

Dont hear, it will just tighten closer and only let out low breaths.
Dont cry you'll only encourage it yet again maybe it will have its fill and leave
 And please do not see for it can cruelty fester inside once it has seen too much
 
Others are so cruel so vile
And all the while they seem empty as they won't look at it or hear how it burns and forsake them if they have a heart at all.
Selfish
Yet again aren't we all
It hurts, to think of it, to see it, to react to it
Its Painful... ghastly... ghastly Painful