Born To A House Of Snakes

You hiss and slither behind my back. Quick to attack as I pace forward. You want me out, you want me dead. . .

I fall down as your venom consumes me. Sad to think how I mistook it for something sweet. Not sugar, no. How couldn't I see, that is you who poisons me?

Slowly, I fade. Your hisses sound like laughter. Just crawl away.

Silly me, I should have known not to trust any of you. Yes, I admit that was my mistake, I didn't realize I was born to a house of snakes.