Ok this is my first poem on here in a while so go easy if this sucks okay. Another Anti-Buffy written in Spike's pov
Pitiful
You know
That no matter how hard I try
I'll run right back
To you
This feeling
Deep within my heart
Keeps screaming
You're pitiful, so pitiful.
And I know
That as you kiss my lips
You want what I can't give
To you anymore
I'm still afraid
Of your stake
Piercing my heart
So pitiful, I'm pitiful
We know
That as you hammer those nails into your small hands
You're eyes look into mine
But I look away
You are nailed to your cross
Pleasuring your pain
And I can see that your soul will soon be dead
You're pitiful, so pitiful
It sucks I know but please review anyway.