This darkness inside my heart
Residing in my pitiless mind
A fuel to a fire of ever-burning odium
That cutting sarcasm of such cruelty
The cold cynical aura that never abates
What is it that filled me with such hate?
A part of me, no doubt
And yet still I wonder, where did it start?
When was it I began to question
Everything around me.
It doesn’t end with society, nor does it start
An endless circle of a sardonic pulse
Carried by a hard, stone cold heart
Using such harsh mockery
To get a malicious point across
Satirical commentary on anything I see
What is this soulless part of me?
A derisive void inside myself
Black hole swallowing all that is kind
Leaving only this dark, twisted mind.