Little Love

I am love
I wrap my arms tightly around people,
suffocating them
I dress in jewels, yet in rags
I need to destroy, I need to heal
I am related to darkness
defeat
depression
I vacation in the mind, confusing my inhabitants
making them do regretful things
rarely at the heart
My job is to destroy
to feed off the weak
to deceive
to give false hope
My desire is to destroy not only emotionally, but mentally
I show false meaning
I show what it is good then crush it in the near
all together, I am Satan

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

You have demonstrated the qualities that make
humans bad, sick, low----satan.
You can use nearly any bad word and it equals satan.
The review I attempted previous to this was a fumbling
loss of words to top what you had done.
You have written very well.
----- Eagle Cruagh

[FaeryQueen]

this poem is gooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllls!!!!!!! i love how it flows from one word to the next

[Red3Bravo]

I think you mean "heal" in line five. Line nine might make more sense if you replace "my inhabitants" with "the natives". Now, I really like this, the whole "love is evil theme". So very anti-. I'm surprised you didn't go after the heart more, but I guess that would have been cliche. Really good stuff.

[Perkele.7885]

At least you are calling a spade a spade and I will know if I will have to defer to my shovel should I have to dig myself out of any Satanic horse manure here.

[Eagle Cruagh]

EWWWW!
Wrong name.
---- Eagle Cruagh

[Bailey Bradish]

Excuse me?