A Creature

A poem about the dark, evil side of oneself. Inspired by the person one becomes when they have an addiction that drives them to do or say certain things.

A creature devoid of all traces of shame;

Enslaved as Lucifer’s very own handmaid;

But no matter what you see,

I promise you its not me.

 

A creature that hisses words of pure venom;

Seeking with injustice some form of vengeance;

But no matter what you hear,

I promise you its not me.

 

A creature that withdraws, as grievance often does;

Loving arms embracing emptiness where beauty once was;

But no matter how it may seem,

I promise you its not me.

 

A creature that mourns for what has long been lost;

Pursuing false happiness no matter what the cost;

But no matter how it may seem,

I can promise you this, it is not me.

Author's Note

Would love feedback! Thanks :)

Reviews

[Thomas Skahill]

I usually dont like typical rhyme scheme but I think this is a really great example of it. I like how each stanza returns to your message, "Here is someone I am not" yet as a reader I can't help but feel you are. It's ominous, it's beautiful, and my favorite: its precise. Keep up the good work.

[paddy d daly]

Deep as ever, but I think I can see where you are coming from, we all do and say things from time to time for whatever reason, things we might be ashamed of later but it is not really us, excellent piece as always ave, I love your writing, keep on going.....

[AveTN]

Thank you so much, that means alot coming from you :) Your writing is brilliant in my opinion.