psychopathic conversations

MR.apocalypse

“I AM THE ONE WHO CLEANSES THE EVIL
DO NOT BE AFRAID FOR THIS IS GOOD”

The voices speak to me loudly 
telling me to do things I do not approve of
Do I listen…
 
“YES YOU DO”

For I am afraid of my life 
“Why do you torment me”

“I DO NO SUCH THING ASK WHY DO YOU TORMENT YOURSELF?”

“I don't want to be like this”

“BUT YOU HAVE TO”

“But I have to”

“YES”
 
“This is not right why won't you go”
 
“WHY I  CAN'T GO I'M YOU, IT'S A SHAME SO INNOCENT SO BLIND YOU AND ME WE ARE THE SAME THING YOU JUST REFUSE TO REALIZE…. ONE DAY YOU WILL AND IT WILL ALL MAKE SENCE”

“no I'm not you, I'm not a killer I'm not crazy”

“THERE IS NO POINT IN RESISTING YOU WILL FALL ASTRAY SOON ENOUGH”

What's wrong with me want to go back please go away, please 
What did I do to deserve this I'm a good person please just go”


“FOOLISH BEING, I AM YOU I CANT GO….UNLESS YOU GO 
I ONLY STAY BECAUSE YOU STAY
I ONLY TALK BECAUSE YOU TALK”

‘I need some air’ says you as you open the window’

“YES GAZE UPON THE DIRTY PEOPLE MABEY THEN YOU WILL REALIZE WHAT'S IN STORE FOR YOU”

“I won't let you control me”

“SO YOUNG BLINDED I AM YOU I CONTROL YOU.
 I AM MERELY PLAYING WITH YOU YOU ARE MY PHYCOLOGICAL TOY
 I COULD MAKE YOU JUMP AT MY WILL BUT I DON'T AM I STILL EVIL”

Then you jump as  you scream

THE BLOOD SHALL SPILL “

The impact to the ground then it goes black 
You wake up in a chair at a long table the room poorly lit
Then at the other end, a horrifying figure appears 
You are terrified frozen in shock’

“PEOPLE ARE USUALLY AFRAID OF THEMSELVES
ACTUALLY, MOST PEOPLE NEVER GET TO MEET THEM SELFS…..
SO I'M GLAD WE GET TO MEET IN PERSON 
I WAS HOPING YOU COULD BE ALIVE WHEN I DID
BUT WITH THAT BEHIND US 
WE ARE GOING TO HAVE THE BEST  OF TIME” 

 

  • Author: Mr,apocalapse (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2022 09:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: based on my thinking and my psychopathic tendenses I am quite fascinated with the thinking of the possessed and psychopathic people amind without empathy and no realization of right and wrong so i thought what better way to understand than write down "what my mind sorry I tell myself"
  • Category: Reflection
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