Snake bite

faking joy won’t save you, kid

all that positive self talk 

won’t erase the bad you did

pretending is easy

excuses the trial

no more than glorified denial

endings are tempting

beginnings, a delight

though only mere details

of the dilemma in sight

a cover is no way to win

snakes shed their old skin

but only after they’ve lived inside

an identity worn with pride

aware of its highs

aware of its lows

that’s what it feels like to grow.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I am wondering if the speaker is addressing another or self. There seems to be a facing up to a sin or mistake made in the past which remains unforgotten. Possibly the mistake has not been detected by others, but the speaker is well aware of the ongoing deception. What the result of this awareness will be cannot be told as yet.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the logic of the words my dear friend.
"a cover is no way to win
snakes shed their old skin
but only after they’ve lived inside
an identity worn with pride
aware of its highs
aware of its lows
that’s what it feels like to grow."
I liked the above lines and would be nice to grow new skin and lose the old skin. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry,
Coyote

[wordman]

lot of great lines in this one,enjoyed