Criticism and Rating: Medium and PG-13 I guess
I think this fits here best because it's a poem about overcoming deceit and learning that many people don't give something without taking heavily in return, and that those people can't be trusted because they keep taking and taking. That's kind of what I was going for anyway...
Same ABAB CDCD format I've been using recently applies here...


You say you’ll take me higher than the gods,
But hearing you urges contemplation of my odds.
I recall I’ve heard it all before,
From you now and also many times more.

Now I ask you, what’s your price?
What must I this time sacrifice?
And how can I trust what I’ve heard you many times tell,
When last time I was sent to the depths of Hell?

I’m sick of this strain, sick of this loss,
It’s the truth you’re trying to gloss
With carnal pleasures and temporary gains,
But now I see it’s caused me nothing but pains.

So leave now, go far away,
I don’t wish to see you any other day.
And when you do the sun will again shine,
So that peace and contentment will again be mine.