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I'm Evil

By Shreeyash Bahuguna


It's not a poem or anything just a ranting , 

about some intrusive thoughts that's just suffocate staying inside , 

I want to die , because I just can't relate to any one ,

I feel this deep rooted melancholy for people , that I'm out here enjoying life while other suffer I can feel everyone's suffering and it just makes me heavy I'm Highly emotional to everything around me the dead leafs that shed from her tree I can feel their pain 

the old snake that's waiting for his death on the tree branch I can feel his pain , but I'm incapable of expressing it to ANYONE . And this makes it look like that I just bring everybody down 

I don't try to be negative or arrogant but I just can't express it to people cause,I'm just empty. i can no longer enjoy meeting people ,dancing, enjoying like I'm immortal while the trees die animals die PEOPLE DIE , I just can't and I only blame myself for this stupidity .....

I see so much unnecessary suffering , and the sad part is I make the people around me aware for this thing which kill their joy , so all I can be is ALONE I'm not a god or any fancy godmen ,I'm just evil , Highly negative psychopathic and what concern me is not that I'll fall I'm already a fallen pig , I just don't want anyone else to fall because of me , so that's why I just want to isolate myself as much alone as possible cause atleast I and people will be at peace with it like I always I'm , at that way I ensure that ,there's one evil less in this beautiful world , and that's why I can't die until and unless I ensure that the death of this being will be the most lonely one POSSIBLE .


By Shreeyash Bahuguna


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