Artist: Luis Royo

Society's Worst Enemy
By:  JoAnna Martin

I am not at all what I seem to be.
You misinterpret what you see in me.
I am society's worst enemy,
evil me, guised as a saintly entity.
I posses eyes of innocence, a warm smile,
a seducing gaze and alluring style,
a trusting disposition leaving everyone in denial
of the realization that I'm a character so vile.
You want to know what lies behind my eyes?
You keep trying to see through my clever disguise
while I try and hide behind a mask of lies
as my mortal compassion slowly dies.
I've gazed into the mirror at my reflection,
and tried to grasp the merest connection
between myself and warm affection
but there is nothing left of those recollections.
My soul has long since been dismissed
as my dreams have gradually ceased to exist.
The darkside I could not resist.
No memories left to reminisce.
Untouched by purity, I am forever lost,
all innocence and morals have been tossed,
and I can't get them back at any cost-
that line of corruption has already been crossed.
I've sacrificed all I've ever lived for,
left it all behind a forever-locked door,
said good-bye, never turning to look back once more,
at a life that a long time ago was adored.
Serenity here I know I will find
and my soul will once again unwind
and uncover my eyes that once were blind
to the darkness calling my heart and mind.
I have surrendered to the eternal sleep
where I have let myself fall in so deep.
In the shadows of the night I stealthily creep
with the kindred, looking for souls that weep.
An angel of darkness gliding across the floor,
come to snuff out an unsuspecting candle once more,
approaching, unnoticed, as to your "God" you implore
for forgiveness of sins not yet atoned  for.
I unleash my wrath upon your life this night,
a weak soul without the slightest chance of a fight,
your suffering thrilling me to the greatest heights,
while I embrace your death, slaying is my Satan-given right. 


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