Evil, like a virus, cannot survive outside the living
It does not dwell in the dark places of legend
but in the dark spaces of the mind.
And when the opportune moment arises
it rushes into the soul.
While it waits for that moment
the mind feeds it with obsessive thoughts and delusions
Until it has grown strong enough to leave this nourishing womb
and take stronghold in places where love dwells.
And if love has not been sustained
Evil exerts its dominance
as it takes permanent residence in the heart.
Creepy poem... I like it. Again, nice imagery. I can just imagine the scene in my head. Thaks, keep writing! Athena *** words will change the world ***
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I would like to translate this poem
you have a great concept in writing..from love to family to darkness...i can feel each word flowing from your mind to the keyboard....i know and understand both the darkness and the light of life....if you ever do read any of my stuff..you will see this...i have lived many trails and taken many forks in the road of life....good write deb....thanks ~^..^