Deaths sleep

Body feeling warm

Blood running cold

You are in fear's hands tonight and there you will stay

Poor little creature, you didn't listen to good advice

You left the comfort you knew

A good looking man with a nice smile led you away

Whispering all the words you wanted to hear

Promising to fulfill your every dream

You failed to notice the truth behind his lies

Now you are his play thing

His toy to destroy when it stops amusing him

He will leave you naked in a field

Leave you thrown away like garbage

Death will come for you, letting you sleep with for a eternity  to dream

Reviews

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Intriguing write. I loved this. Nicely done.

[Shy Girl]

Sinister man...vulnerable child...what is it about people telling us they can make all our dreams come true and we believe it...when we really don't know what is real or what isn't...definately have enough time to ponder that one in her sleep of the dead. You wrote such a sorry tale..but true too often...you told this story very well and gave it just the right touch of life to feel the coming ending...yet he continues on long after ... I would also wonder if this isn't a reflection of a version inside ones own life story?? As it feels as though it's being revisited...and the death isn't so much the body as it is the spirit inside was left naked and raw inside the body's field...the outer shell being the garbage thrown as if it never existed...I wonder about that :) Really emotion tugging image you paint :)

[Me]

clever metaphors. An inspiring read

[Birdman313]

a very haunting and chilling poem enjoyed reading it

[patricia]

I like how it starts...Body feeling warm Blood running cold
the second stanza had a great accusing voice
the third stanza hints in the first line where the problem began and goes on to label all the usual traits of the predators ways
I like the way you have expressed the idea of being objectified here
that last line seems to have two words that dont feel as though they should be there....(letting you sleep WITH for A eternity) (Death will come for you, letting you sleep for a eternity to dream).
A nice warning in this poem cloaked in articulate style. Thankyou.

[WILDERNESS]

thats serious...............and dark..........but spot on

[Distant horizons]

Haunting and chilling. excellently penned.

[Sometimes Blood]

Nice poem.

[Enigma]

Powerful and eerie with a sense of finality in every line. Well penned.

[eatmills]

Ah yes, the predator strikes again. Very interesting metaphors and imagery.
I read the very authoritative sound. A warning to someone close or a reflective warning of deeds past. Thanks for the read request.