Leech

The leeches feed off the weak get all that they seek
Until they reach their peak they disappear for maybe a week
But come right back around looking for more

They grow fat with greed taking much more than they need
But you don't fail to deliver
You allow them to slither while you just sit there and wither

You were just a means a rest stop for now
You start to realize this with the furrow of your brow
How could you have been duped for all this time
Thinking about all the emotion that really wasn't mine

You gave it all away sold your soul to the leech
It's a tragedy but still a lesson you can teach

They all look through the pain in my name
While I struggled to maintain
Even the soulless and the faceless can go insane

But I took the hits and I'm better now for it
The leeches bleaches my soul and facial features
Turning me into what looks like damned creatures

But I say to hell with this sucking of my soul
I didn't put in all this work to take this toll
So I say no I wither no more!
As I smash my feet through the floor

I run this show now

Reviews

[Skai Rain]

Ahahahaha! This is a cute poem. Despite smashing something to death with your feet, anyway. I never actually minded the idea of a leech hooking onto me. There are some weird a*s health benefits with those little s***s. Thanks for sharing. Gave me a good laugh!

[Aladdin Soltan]

Haha thanks I'm glad you got a kick out of it (: