Mind of a demon.
Well f*ck I did it again I hurt another fucking angel.
My mind is fucking twisted it's in " total unstable".
I preyed upon the weak to make them feel all special and wonderful.
Then fucked their fucking life up where it's "totally fatal".
I'm a demon whom roams the world spewing hates and lies.
It's all because I built myself through hate in my fucked up life.
Well f*ck it there's nothing to do to help myself.
I always go on a rage and try to kill myself.
I'm a heartless selfish demon who has no more remorse.
I feed of on fucking terror and negative source.
It a fucking curse there's nothing to do to change my fucking course!
There's nothing that you can do to try to make stop.
I will never fucking stop to try to reach to the top.
I will fulfill my plans of my fucking evil ambitions.
I do not need the fucking devil to complete my missions.
I will fucking kill and massacred all the oppositions.
Leave their bodies out in the open "death" and "decomposition".
I'm trapped in my fucked mind it's like I'm in prison.
I am losing this fucking war of mental attrition.
I fucking hate myself because I know I could hurt all the others.
I tried my best I can but then why do I even bother.
F*ck it all I'm in hell and I am living it full and it's ill.
Now it's time to find another fucking beautiful soul for me to kill!!
About this poem
My mental insanity and reflection on hurting someone recently. That person is still alive but I fucked their world more i only contribute to it.My mind is still insane and,I want the world to know I do not want to hurt another angel again. I do feel guilt but sometimes I do not even feel them. Such a cruel way of life I live. My life and mental health is all fucked up.
Written on April 01, 2023
Submitted by Poet_of_That_Changed on April 01, 2023
Modified on April 14, 2023
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