Succubus

I need to spit,
Spit at all the tricks
Split the lip as the tongue licks
The cracked kisses
Of long gone disappointments
Of another Miss Promiscuous.
I can't deal with this
False tryst of bliss
Of realising it will be missed
As those that listened,
Pissed their lives away into a sickly yellow mist...

Did I go too far?
Overstep the mark?
Try too hard to be something that I just can't
be?
Let alone imitate with botched attempts
Of faked deceit and false lies,
Do I have to join those legions?
That march into clouded regions
Into the fog of their own creation
After having listened to the wrong oration
From an angel who fell and now deserves
A standing ovation
For fooling so many
And destroying so much, so simply...
With a touch...

So now I want to spit
At this arid land of shit
For I have nothing left,
I was cheated of my breath
Another heart for your wreath
Never one in a million
Merely one of a million suckers
Who fell for your angel eyes...