The Creature's Dismay

I left the light on
Listened to a song
Drifted away
To a land never to stay.

A face approached
Reminded me of a roach.

I wondered why

It was all because...

He had ravaged my sunshine,
Broiled my mind inside-out,
Stewed my smile
Turned it into a pout.

Why was he here? Again?
I did not want to know
I wanted not to remain.

My dark days are over.

I WILL not writhe in pity
I will NOT let him be the Smithy.

Inhale...
Exhale...
Thoughts of blue skies
Must prevail.
"Power from within
Heed me over his din!
Strength we must combine
To dispel this foul bile."

The flames heard my melody
And with a vengeance
Scorched on in harmony
Until he was reduced
To ashes
Much to the Creature's dismay.

The Spirit within
Declared
The victim herein
Was simply
A plague,
A pest,
A Parasote
Named
PAIN!