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Spooky oaks are now lampposts,
still dangerous to go out
Stop pretending you're that brave,
ignoring scary sounds

The concrete spilled a creepy critter,
maybe just on the outside
He tells you not to be afraid,
but he makes you wanna hide

He might be sorta cute,
he might be worth a walk,
could be the kind of guy
who you would like to stalk

You were naïve enough
to fall for golden eyes,
unconsciously expecting
the beast's hunger to rise

It cannot possibly
have been as bad as you
tell yourself it was,
tell yourself it was

He swears that's how
much he meant to hurt you:
nothing at all,
nothing at all

No-one can be trusted
till proven otherwise
Your illusions that this town was safe
have now met their demise

Acting strangely, people notice
How long to gather the guts
to open your ashamed mouth
and make them think you're nuts?

Maybe he's the only one
willing to hug you tight,
give you some wolfish love,
protect you from the night…

But on the other hand,
he ruined your so-so life
Going back ain't sensible,
let alone without a knife

It cannot possibly
have been as bad as you
tell yourself it was,
tell yourself it was

He swears that's how
much he meant to hurt you:
nothing at all,
nothing at all

"Why are you freaking out?
This happens all the time!"
"I feel utterly devoured,
what you did was a crime!"

"You're lucky I'm so nice
It could have been way worse"
"You've cast upon my body
and soul a painful curse"

It cannot possibly
have been as bad as you
tell yourself it was,
tell yourself it was

He swears that's how
much he meant to hurt you:
nothing at all,
nothing at all

Nothing at all,
nothing at all
Nothing at all,
nothing at all
Nothing at all,
nothing at all…
It's best to not explain much of what this one is about. Let's just say Little Red Hood got serious. :evillaugh: I love the concept of addressing touchy subjects in an euphemized non-touchy way. As for the rhymes, the scheme is lazy, but cute: ABCB.

The (main) title is justified by the “howls” of the song, which I didn't see the point in writing here. You'll know where they are when a singer shows up in my life and helps me give life to the poems classified as songs.
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BananaMari Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2011
Very open to several interpretations, I love that!

Nice job, buddy! I'm not a fan of poetry, but you do a good job, sir :)
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