Poema do dia

Lynzi Berner

Trophies of a Broken Mind

I fear you
but it's not hard
to imagine
such evil
in the world
such
horrible

and
nightmarish
things
that plague
this world

Monsters
disguised
as humans
Humans
disguised
as human
Evil
in hellos
stealing
their goodbyes
playing
god
and
satan
to a world
that thrives
on fear

the human
mind
capable
of such
horrors
that we
pretend
shock
and
surprise us
while we
try not
to think
about
how we
have
thought
about them
the neverending
cycle
new generations
of evil
born daily
fraudulent
innocence
leaving
footprints
like
breadcrumbs
on the doorsteps
of those
whos life
gets
invaded
with the
sickness
of those
wolves
in sheeps'
clothing
teasing
taunting
the naivity
of others
waiting
to horrify
and show
their evil
off
like
a trophy
for having
a broken mind
Do not
be deceived
everyone
has the
power
to be
truly
evil
but
do you
have the
strength of will
to control it
or
do you
wait
for the
perfect
moment
to unleash
your
disease
like
an infection
that will
consume some
and
drive
others
insane