The Evil Within Poem by MTHANDAZO SAMAL MKHWANANZI

In the depths of my soul, a darkness resides,
A malevolent force, that constantly abides.
It's a presence that's palpable, a weight that I can feel,
A constant reminder of the evil that I conceal.

It's the voice that whispers my name, in the dead of night,
A seductive tone, that beckons me to take flight.
It's the shadow that follows me, wherever I may roam,
A constant companion, that's always lurking, always home.

It's the fire that fuels my rage, the ice that chills my bone,
The evil that I've harbored, the darkness that I've called my own.
It's the enemy within me, the foe that I must face,
The evil that I've nurtured, the monster that I've created in this place.

It's the devil on my shoulder, the angel on the other side,
A constant battle raging, between the good and the evil inside.
It's the struggle to maintain, the balance of my mind,
A delicate dance, between the light and the dark that I design.

But still I'll walk the edge, and dance with the devil's fire,
For in the evil within me, I've found a strange and twisted desire.
A desire to feel alive, to burn with a passion so bright,
To let the evil within me, consume me in its dark delight.

And so I'll feed the beast, and let it grow and thrive,
For in its darkness, I've found a strange and twisted sense of life.
A life that's lived on the edge, a life that's lived in the night,
A life that's fueled by the evil, that burns with a fire so bright.