Monday, October 6, 2014

Creeping Desire


Creeping Desire

I told you to get away from my window
So you crept into my dreams
You acted so sweet and filled with love
But with you, nothing is as it seems

You promised you'd come back to me
But you never returned
Night after night I waited for you
Not wanting to believe I'd been spurned

You used me when you felt empty
Tossed me aside when you had your fill
I died from longing for your fickle love
They buried me on the hill

But even in death you couldn't allow me to rest
Nor allow my spirit to roam in peace
You have no compassion in your cold heart
Nor respect for the deceased

You caused my cold form to rise and walk
A fiend from beyond the grave
With wicked sorcery you bound me to you
You tried to make me your unliving slave

But one day I got tired of serving a man
Who cared not a thing for me
Who wanted only to have me serve at his whim
I was determined that I would be free

I broke the spell you held over me
I took back my life
When you knew you no longer had me in your power
You begged me to become your wife

You can't fool me any more
Your piercing eyes can't hypnotize
You can't charm me or make me weak in the knees
Because I recognize all of your lies

I once thought the sun rose and set on you
I once did anything to please
But now I'm over and done and through with you
I've risen up off my knees

I thought you were so smooth and seductive
But now you make me sick
I need a man who uses his heart and his brain
Not one who thinks with his dick

No more greasy, sour vampire
Promising the world till he's had his fun
Your words are transparent like the glass of the window
Where I now let in the sun

~Faycin A Croud~

Just a little something for Halloween
Written for The Reverie


9 comments:

  1. Ouch! That ending! Loved it! Thank you for joining up this week with the prompt at The Reverie.

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  2. Wow.... I really really love what that song inspired in you. Wonderful poem. Thank you for linking up!

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  3. Faycin, right on, Sister. I always love your work, but you've outdone yourself this time. I love the combination of humor and defiance.

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  4. Wow's if I had read this, I would not have bothered entering... this is really good. :)

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    1. Oh, I shouldn't worry. Yes, I love Fay's poem, but I think everyone's has a chance!
      I try not to read other people's work before I enter anything of a contest nature, because I always feel like I won't measure up.

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  5. Very nice, reads as a sad story with a glimmer of hope at the end? Nice job!

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  6. Hello! I loved this poem. I was hooked from the first stanza. Really good.

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