Grasping onto a Sliver of Light

I am a heartless,

wandering gambler named

Deluge.

I only love myself

yet my corresponding actions dictate otherwise.

Such is the

crazy,

unstable state

of my own mind.

I show no regard

even to those dearest to me.

Fickle-minded as I am,

the path I end up choosing

always turn out to be the wrong one.

I wreck havoc everywhere I go,

destroying the lives of those

naive and/or fooling enough

to put their faith in me.

BEWARE,

for I am far from being done.

I've yet to fulfill my selfish ambitions.

And until then,

more lives would be at stake

here in my personal war.

I live by the saying,

"The strong lives and the weak dies".

I'm currently not much of the former,

but sure as hell

strive not to belong with the latter,

preying on them instead.

Do not be fooled

by my charm,

disarming smile,

nor be impressed with my sharp wit.

These are only tools I use

for personal gains

not for anything else.

Especially not love.

With all these,

you can't say you weren't warned.

So once you feel

the comfort of my touch,

the warmth of my breath,

or feel what you thought were

sincerity, care, or love from me,

be scared. Be VERY scared.

Just when you thought

everything is well,

I'd claim your life and recklessly gamble it away,

even tear your heart to pieces,

and once I've exhausted your usefulness,

keep on wandering away for my next victim,

leaving a trail of destruction behind.