atram

Under my skin

the snakes crawl

and the spiders walk.

Deep down,

my soul

has so many scars

and so much pent - up malice,

but you won’t know it.

As long as I will enchant you

with my words,

you will not rebel

and you will not see

what I hide.

Poem (C): Me

“Lilith” (C): John Collier

“Lady Lilith” (C): Dante Gabriel Rossetti