Psychopath

I commune with my psyche,
Countless fragments reside in me,
A plurality of selves coexist,
One relishes in agony's ecstasy,
Another cowers from shadows cast by moonbeam's mist.

One finds mirth in spilling crimson,
Another gives birth to art divine,
A gentle soul yearns to end the meek,
But a hero holds back, lest evil inclinations define.

As society's weight bears down,
My truest self yearns to be free,
The more they constrain and drown,
The more unbridled I shall be.

Shield me from this malevolent will,
Lest my existence it doth subsume,
For in my veins crawls a pestilential thrill,
A thirst for chaos, a hunger to consume.

Do you fancy your soul pristine,
Untouched by cruel, violent desire?
Such lies you tell, such illusions you've weaved,
For we all crave blood, to watch others expire.

Revel in your hatred, let it out,
Embrace the violence, let it be,
Do not resist, do not doubt,
For I will fulfill your darkest needs, willingly.