Nefarious Evils
Born of strength and size, Dominant of mind The elite of man – A most feared individual A peccant predator Uncatchable – Unstoppable A mind and body unity produces Strength and strategy beyond grasp As a child I was a tyrant Mischief and mayhem is only the beginning A continuing desire for the morbid And dreams of elaborate atrocities A violent lust for the twisted The sinister thoughts and dreams That envelop me force acts of evil. Unspeakable…. Unthinkable… Acts that cross thought, only to be Hastily repressed from imaging within the mind Those are MY acts….MY beautiful moments in time My creations, yet to be canvassed In vivid paintings, vibrant with the life Of horrific, colorful evil. I attest that these acts are why I must sleep and why they keep me here Reliving the same dream over and over Always with the same enervated ending As if…. The story waits a new direction As if…. A new path is to be chosen As if…. A constant battle for right and wrong ends in stalemate As if…. I have put me here What began in my childhood Morphed Into the murder of my family It ended in countless victims Of my twisted dementia I am an entity of evil… An entity of murder… Where there is ‘will’ there is I And I always end in death
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 22, 2026
Unpredictable – thoughts – known only by them Wandering through life blind and content Never musing at the instances of horror A solidity of our life taken by the unknown The mentally unstable person surveying our every move – Forever, the never ending wars At anytime for reasons unknown Raping…taking…killing… A psychotic episode waiting to happen Inside the mind To the “professional” it is minor…treated with drugs and therapy To the “Subject” seems continuous – So elaborate… Mentally and physically wearing from restraint of acting We await the urge we can not fight. Verbal enticement yields only to visual Knowing it is morally shunned is little distraction Urges played out with sheer animosity To prove once again that Morals and ability forever A stalemate… Fooling all into believing they are normal Sitting in the shadows of everyday life Waiting… watching…Strategically positioning Laying vigilant for moments of incontrollable Impulse Without hesitation the illusions within the mind Become reality immediately evolving from thought Awareness – Extinct…acting on a whim Later seen as a dream or a vision of another Played in third person as on a movie screen …Haunting How fragile being alive really seems In this ecosystem of twisted trust and unspoken atrocities Considering the facts – Guidelines that give no protection from The one who really decides whether we live or die… Ourselves…
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 22, 2026
In a realm of nefarious evils Familiar acts and atrocities Of horrific and immoral desire Is the aspect of infinite confusion. Injected within a known Idea of existence A brief placement of question - an unpleasant wonder Known by theists as moral probability. This Interjection comes in the form of dreams... Dreams of great battles and sheer brutality Between all that is known by some And what can only be explained as the weak Beliefs of the those who are fearful... Dreams believed to be a mental attempt To ponder decisions of animosity and criminality A battle that is never won...nor lost And returns every time I sleep. I can not utter your answer to the question Of what is right and what is wrong. To admit that my atrocities are wrong Would be to admit that I am bound by the Moral fibers of theists.. I am not weak I am ME. Your laws have no meaning here These dreams are not welcome Murder is all I know.
Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 22, 2026