I'm the trickster, god of lies,
Did my deception really take you by surprise?
I can make you do my will,
And yet you come back still.
My best weapons are my words,
Spoken craftily, chaos stirs.
I tore your world apart.
Broke your life, broke your heart,
Now you act surprised and shocked,
Whilst I ridiculed and mocked,
Such a petty creature, yet amusing,
So weak and trivial, yet confusing,
I suppose it's all my fault,,
I, the one who all this trouble wrought,
With my lies I shatter and destroy,
My funny little human toy,
You are beaten and defeated,
Because the truth I kept secreted,
But the fault could very well be thine,
Oh, little pet of mine,
Because, strangely, in this case,
You believed me in the first place.
(A/N:) As you probably noticed this poem is different from the others, focusing instead on the darker, evil side of our favorite trickster. Thanks for reading! Please review!