Villains

these sinister individuals, instilling
sinful behavior in the impressionable youth,
distilling the truth, down to some bars and a beat,
something’s awakened in me, replace my broken psyche
with a machine that consumes doubt and spits out diamonds,
from a slingshot to a rifle, a pity case to an idol
my dark side is suicidal, Tyler Durden homicide
I'm Ed Norton, opening my eyes, to my surprise, I’m still alive

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741