Negative

One of my fictitious poems. Inspired by a negative image of my eyes.

I’m a clean-cut business man,

My family is stable,

And my life is secure.

I’m a living epitome of

Living the American dream.

Combed-back hair

And a monotone suit.

I’m happy with it all, really.

 

But… I’m also more.

 

Have you looked at the negative?

 

Oh, yes.

There is quite the difference.

You see, somewhere inside me

Lays this desire to let loose.

 

Deep inside I’m a psychopath.

I’ll slit your throat

And grin with pleasure

As Your warm blood spatters,

Heats my cool skin.

I’ll look into your eyes and smile,

Chit-chatting with you

As your life bleeds away.

 

I could pull a gun

And let loose all the bullets,

Finding them new casings to hold them

Within other people’s bodies.

Their lives can end

And I’d be grinning with pure joy.

Their corpses will land,

Blood spilling for my amusement.

 

I could leap from a thousand foot building,

Singing a jolly tune to the end.

I could give myself the hangman’s noose

With the same grin of killing others.

With the flick of a knife

I could end this dumb life.

Death, life, what’s the difference?

It’s all a big joke, why be so serious?

 

Have you seen that part of me?

Author's Note

What could you see if you looked into your own eyes? I'm challenging you to look.

Reviews

[FoolsGold23]

I caught the allusions in this one, and I'm going to say that the Joker was a heavy influence to this!!!! It gave me shivers, I've tried looking at negatives of myself, but I dare not look too close. (And I could almost hear the joker's laugh in the back of my mind) wow, my friend, Bravo!! *claps and whistles* ~Pyrite

[Angel's Lady]

Very nicely written! Congratulations! I even love how you changed the font. Wonderful write! Bravo.

[Ice Queen of the Vampir..]

And just how did you know what I see in my eyes?? lol Except what I see is a lot darker than what you've written here. This is a really good poem, great work!!!

Heather

[Fran Marie]

Deep inside I'm a psychopath.

I'll slit your throat

And grin with pleasure

As Your warm blood spatters,

Heats my cool skin.

I'll look into your eyes and smile,

Chit-chatting with you

As your life bleeds away


Well, John, you are being extremely cruel ~you psycho! lol, I can just see your sardonic smile as

you watch your victim's blood drain~ Now I 'm afraid to look!!

THanks for submitting this Dark Evil piece of lterature~to the Darkness Becomes You ConTest~

Fran Marie

[Tangerine]

I'm still trying to find what I see. Sure, I see something there, but I don't know what it is. The truth is, I have never known who I really am. I see little fragments of myself, past and present, thrown together like a jigsaw puzzle missing too many pieces. I see a stranger who stares back at me, concentrating. From a glance, she might look a bit smart. Maybe a bit weak. Too weak to carry on with my goals. But, of course, I cannot really see myself. How can I see my eyes behind my glasses, and how can I clear the image without them?

[Laura Sparkle]

What I see? haha I looked and saw nothing behind the curtain. :) Great poem Zonzon!

[ShAdOw]

if i look in my own eyes i might poke them out


they are rude and they stare.

[Thomas Cuthbert]

For some reason, this poem made me think about Harvey Dent/Two-Face in "The Dark Knight." A very fascinating piece of work you got here. Good job. I hope to read more soon.

[Mysty Rayn]

What an impact this just had on me. It messed with my mind. In a really great way. Thanks for the write.

[SamBug]

I really liked this one. Keep writing forever!