The Demon...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Random poem about the typical American. Inspired by "American Psycho"

Submitted: December 05, 2015

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Submitted: July 26, 2011




There are voices in his head and they say evil things,

there are visions in his head and they show him evil things.

But there is a light in his mind, so brilliant and warm,

and the light will shine brightest when evil starts to swarm.


But evil is strong, do not underestimate,

Evil has power and I do not understate.


So the light can only shine for a small amount of time,

before the evil moves in to conquer his mind.

He hears the evil voices, he sees the evil visions

his dark, twisted mind, trying to send him on evil missions.


All the while he stays resolute, his sanity holding fast,

you would not know the evil beneath; his face: the perfect mask.

When he speaks, its clear; he uses common words,

you can often see him smiling at the chirping of the birds.

But beneath facade, he's a monster shaking at the cage,

beneath the warm exterior, is a soul burning with rage.

A homicidal maniac ready to go rampage.


So hide your children and protect your lover,

watch out for your sister, don't forget about your brother.

It really doesn't take much, take it from me,

to break a few links, will set the Demon free.


So read all of this and answer the next completely true...

look in the mirror and ask the person you see, "Did you know The Demon is you?"


- The Lost Pilgrim

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