The Deciever

You are the liar. You are the deciever. I recieve it all. The arrows that are cast from your bow, Intend to tear me apart, Create it, Make it harsh, Blood red, And slow. You are elusive, Only your eyes take shape in a darkness like this. A ghost in contrast, But even in this kind of situation, Filled with absolute death and fear, And nowhere to run, You were not that crafty, You are just not original, my dear. You are a giant, Of epic proportions! Towering over the cities of spiders and roses and flies, I am just as small, Stalk all you want, Terrorize the lesser things in life. You stoop and spit in my face, Attempt to scare me away, But I won't break away because it is only a disguise. You are no better, Than any one else. But you do have one thing that I can mention... It's not admirable, But it is worth the quotation, I'll fashion this warning for others to come. When they shake your hand, They will know what you have done.. And you will look behind and see me smiling, I was the lesser in life to you... You are the liar. You are the deciever. I will no longer recieve it all.