Evil Poetry

Evil –
Buried deep within there is another side
A darker side, there is evil trapped in me that urges to be set forever free
It sometimes becomes me it oozes out of my pores
And contaminates the air that I breath
Whenever it is momentarily free it temporarily turns me crazy
It does things that are unforgiving
And unfortunately it is unforgettable
It always seems to play its scenarios
In my mind as if I have no control as if I have no strength, forever giving in to its wonders and temptations
But here I brace strong enough to set it free
Not free to become me
But free from me.