The Evil in Us

A poem about the power of evil in everyone

Evil starts manifest inside me.
The times I've tried to fight it,
It was all pointless.

I realize this as I see the sinister smile on my face.
As I realize it,
I tried to gain control if myself again.
But the rush through my veins,
I like it.

I'm addicted.
Addicted to the rush.
Addicted to the power.

I've lost control
And I don't want it back.

The power I have.
The things I can do.
Every moment I feel the rush through my veins,
Making my heart pound and race.

And soon,
Soon everyone will have a sinister smile.
Everyone will have the rush,
The power.

Soon everyone will be the same.
Everyone will be evil.
Soon..
Very soon..