Where Evil People Dwell Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I once wanted your touch,
I had to have so much.
But that touch never came,
And things about me have changed.

'Have you grown fangs? '

People like you slip to the bottom,
With no stopping.
Now you want it known,
You're alone at home.

'Is that drool or foam? '

People like you use others to deceive,
Just to get what you want...
No matter who bleeds.
As long as you succeed.

'Are you...
Growling at me? '

Well...
You can go to hell enjoy your visit.
Well...
You can go to hell,
In a heated furnace sitting,
Forever.

'Learn to turn your cheeks,
Like a Christain.
I have done misdeeds.
Please forgive me.
Learn to turn your cheeks like a Christain.
Forgive my evilness you received.'

People like you slip to the bottom,
With no stopping.
Now you want it known,
You're alone at home.

'Learn to turn your cheeks,
Like a Christain.
I have done misdeeds.
Please forgive me.'

Well...
You can go to hell,
Where evil people dwell...
Forever.

'When I called you a wolf,
That was slang for 'handsome'.'

I will not be one preventing,
What you should be getting...
Forever.

'Why are you looking at me,
As if you are about to rip my heart out.'

I once wanted your touch,
I had to have so much.
But that touch never came,
And things about me have changed.