There’s Evil in My veins

I had a choice. I chose wrong. I chose evil instead of good. I chose chaos instead of peace. It sank in. I didn’t just chose to walk away. Evil is now a part of who I am. People don’t notice it, because it is pure. It is pure evil, and I don’t find it wrong. I embraced it with my heart and now it’s hidden in my soul. I don’t scream or shout. I won’t stab you in the back, unless you provoke me. I am not narcissistic. I know I am wrong. I simply chose myself. I was between a rock and a hard place. I could have chosen to fit in, to be a good Christian, to be a good daughter, to go with the flow. I didn’t. I chose to break the flow. I chose to be a spear of diamond instead of a raft of wood. The one choice I’ll never regret.

I looked into the mirror one day and asked myself if I or my enemies would die. Instead of deciding one of us would die, I chose to make my life heaven and their‘s hell. I woke up out of misery and got to work. First manipulate; I took, I take, I let them win, I lead them on. I watch them crumble, but never let them fall. I am their master of shadows, their demons in the dark. I am fear itself. And this… this? This is just a start. Let them win, let them fall, let them live forever in pain.