Snake Oil Stalker

It is calling me each and every day
It calls me at night hard to keep it at bay
When I am low and in need it is by my side
Waiting to pounce when I lose my stride

It stalks me in my darkest hour
It grows taller and taller every time I cower
I hear it as you are reading this
Presenting the illusion of eternal bliss

It whispers my name with the cold wind
It pushes down on me until I am pinned
Cornered until I have no escape
You can’t elude this monstrous shape

It chips away until there is nothing left
It leaves me alone feasting on bereft
In a cloud of darkness with no way out
Stuck forever blanketed in self doubt

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