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Anybody's Poetry
Well I was searching for a thread here where people could add there own poems on one thread cause i would kinda feel like a dipshit making a thread with my own poetry on it. Not trying to bash anyone who has done that I'm just really shy about my poetry and I'd feel like an ass. I couldn't find one so I made this Thread. If anyone is like me feel free to add it on this thread. I Guess I'll start it off.
Evil Has An Evil Name
By: Mathew Pietila
There is a side of myself which I hide from all
I locked it up in a dark, lonely place
Somehow it escaped without my knowledge
I cannot heal my corrupted mind
I cannot heal my infected soul
Im not the same as I once was
No more smiles, no more laughter
Replaced with shame and guilt
You like me now, but that will change
Evil has an evil name
These are memories which i wish to forget
But I have hidden them from myself for far too long
They leaked out in my dreams, reality became a nightmare
I cannot change who I am
I cannot change what I've become
Im only a shadow of what I once was
No more shame, no more guilt
Replaced with envy and greed
My own past shall make me pay
Evil has an evil name
I thought it could be controlled, but I was wrong
It plays with my mind, friends become enemies
There's nothing I can say to redeem myself
I cannot run from what I've done
I cannot run from the sorrow I caused
There's only memories of what I once was
No more envy, no more greed
Replaced with pain and hatred
Fear me now, im no longer sane
Evil has an evil name
I am not what I want to be, but this is what I am
I have blamed the world for this
But I should know it is my own fault
I cannot stop my brutal actions
I cannot stop these hearts from breaking
There's nothing left of what I once was
No more pain, no more hatred
I am expressionless, I am emotionless
Desturction rules and chaos reigns
Evil has an evil name
Me....
Sidenote: I let my brother read this and he thought I was suicidal afterwards, which I wasn't. So if anyone else thinks that this is a poem about suicide that wasn't what I was trying to give off.
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deliriously
bumming around the world web.
So bored at work.