'Good People'

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Good people, they say
But what do they know
About the darkness that lurks
Beneath my skin and soul

They see me smile and laugh
But little do they see
The twisted thoughts and desires
That consume and control me

I was once like them
Innocent and pure
But they made me this way
With their judgment and their lure

They preached of kindness
And being selfless and kind
But all I saw was hypocrisy
In their actions and their mind

So I turned to the shadows
And embraced the darkness within
For it was the only place
Where I could truly be me

I revel in the pain
And the chaos I create
For it gives me a sense of power
That I could never equate

They may call me evil
And shun me with their fear
But I am just a product
Of the good people's sneer

So let them keep their goodness
For it means nothing to me
I will thrive in the darkness
For it's where I am meant to be

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