This darkness inside my heart

Residing in my pitiless mind

A fuel to a fire of ever-burning odium

That cutting sarcasm of such cruelty

The cold cynical aura that never abates

What is it that filled me with such hate?

A part of me, no doubt

And yet still I wonder, where did it start?

When was it I began to question

Everything.

Everything around me.

It doesn’t end with society, nor does it start

An endless circle of a sardonic pulse

Carried by a hard, stone cold heart

Using such harsh mockery

To get a malicious point across

Satirical commentary on anything I see

What is this soulless part of me?

A derisive void inside myself

Black hole swallowing all that is kind

Leaving only this dark, twisted mind.