Snakes in the Grass

I was out in the woods when I met a snake in the grass
He convinced me to go with him along an unlit path
He was so nice, charming and kind
Embodying the type of love a women strives to find
The further along I left my own path my heart knew
Something was wrong and I didn’t know what to do
The situation felt sinister, but I couldn’t quite describe
Why I felt that this snake wanted to eat me alive
So I kept changing myself and shedding my skin
To fit his every demand, his fantasies and whim
Alas it seemed it was never good enough for him
No matter what I evolved into it kept beginning again
These demands kept increasing and the fear got worse
And I began to see that I had followed a curse
These snakes in the grass won’t stop for anything
Their own wants are always everything
No matter what you give it will be for nothing
There is an emptiness in these snakes, no heart and no feeling
To venture to far is to become their next feeding
Be wary women of these snakes in the grass
Don’t let your own journey be a thing of the past
These charming snakes will engulf and eat you whole
Your body, your mind and even your soul