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I always hated the Hero. The person who thought they did no harm by doing what seemed just and right to them. I always found that they could never handle being wrong and take responsibility for their faults because…they’re the “Hero” and can’t possibly be the Villain.

I always hated the Villain. The person who thought the line never existed because they are flying high above it in their minds. I find they never think beyond what is pleasurable or satisfying and what feels good can’t be wrong in their eyes.

I always hated the Observer. The type of person who just watches the time pass by and let’s the world burn so they can keep their hands clean and never strive to put out the fires, then deciding to complaining about the world. I believe it is the need to be neutral entirely that I despise.

I Always hated the Undeserving Victim. The type of person who’s worst experience was someone in their lives dying, Minor injuries from a crash, Verbal abuse, getting sexually assaulted (Not *****) or getting beaten up once or twice. The type of person who feels like they’ve truly suffered extraordinary amounts, when they’ve just gone through the expected trauma in life.

I always hated the Forgiver. The type of person who you could ruin and they would immediately forgive you and doesn’t comprehend that is admitting your weakness and therefore stating you are lower than the Villain in your life. It immediately removes the drive to be better, stronger.

I always hated the self maker. The type of person who thinks they did anything alone. I find that they are ignorant and have this need to avoid the fact that the “self” is made of many, it makes them narcissistic and selfish in my experience.

I always hated the fixer. The type of person who tries to fix or change people who are satisfied with who they are just to make themselves and others more comfortable. They never seem to be able to grasp the reality that they shouldn’t control or change others, unless they ask for it personally without any external guidance or pressure. At the end they always seem to fail to see they have an abnormal need for control over others. They need everyone to have a type and fit into a box.

I always pitied the victim. The type of person who has seen more and lived through more than the majority of others. They are stagnant at a path entrance to Hero, villain or Void. If they are lucky enough to heal and start walking and that changes my pity to respect immediately.

I always loved the helper. The type of person who lifts people out of terrible situation and places them in better ones. They tend to prioritize people who need or want them most. The biggest flaw seems to be that they can’t seem to ask/respect the victims input.
I lived my life from the perspective of the Victim, Observer, Helper, Hero and Villain. I hate myself lol. I think currently I live my life from the perspective of the Victim sitting at the start of a path, not sure how to take that first step and not start running back.
Jack Jun 8
Show me the authentic,
not fake magic,
tell me it's safe,
I didn't ask to be saved,

How many lies do I have to swallow?
How many betrayals do I need to face in the shadow?

Twisted dimension bending line of reality,
I've forgotten how many masks has been created,
which one is the lie, the mask or my face?
as the mirror seems empty,
there's no more reflection of me,

Should've been sweet,
but why do I feel pain and agony more than it should be?
is this what I've desired the most?
If it is...
then they shall feel what I felt.
ramenoodle Dec 2021
WHy?
I've been screaming it in your face
End me before I do the same to you
If I had met you before
Would we still end up this way?
Before I went down this path
I could have turned around into your arms
Yet one of us must meet the cold embrace of death
by the point of the knife that each of us directs at the other
chaste kisses we share with knives digging into our hearts
we share a love
we share a hate
but our goals clash and so do our lives
we both will lose
but only one loses their life

Why did you hesitate?
If you give me an inch I'll take all that you love
End me swiftly and let me feel your love one last time
tender words we whisper in secret
glances we take when no one is looking
even our dances of death together is an act of love
a love doomed is better than none at all
our time was meant to be short
we can't come out together
your hands shake as your sword digs deeper into my skin
Don't you dare pull back



don't cry
if you can't bear to blacken your heart
I'll do it for you
After all I can't let my darkness touch your light
Just one tug inwards and I can finally rest in your arms

Let's meet again in another life
I'll give you my heart without the ugliness of the world clouding my intentions
I'll live for you
my hands won't ****
We'll embrace until our hair turns silver
In every life after that one we'll be together
just not this one
The villain kills themselves during their last fight with the hero.
ramenoodle Dec 2021
WHy?
I've been screaming it in your face
End me before I do the same to you
If I had met you before
Would we still end up this way?
Before I went down this path
I could have turned around into your arms
Yet one of us must meet the cold embrace of death
by the point of the knife that each of us directs at the other
chaste kisses we share with knives digging into our hearts
we share a love
we share a hate
but our goals clash and so do our lives
we both will lose
but only one loses their life

Why did you hesitate?
If you give me an inch I'll take all that you love
End me swiftly and let me feel your love one last time
tender words we whisper in secret
glances we take when no one is looking
even our dances of death together is an act of love
a love doomed is better than none at all
our time was meant to be short
we can't come out together
your hands shake as your sword digs deeper into my skin
Don't you dare pull back



don't cry
if you can't bear to blacken your heart
I'll do it for you
Afterall I can't let my darkness touch your light
Just one tug inwards and I can finally rest in your arms

Let's meet again in another life
I'll give you my heart without the ugliness of the world clouding my intentions
I'll live for you
my hands won't ****
We'll embrace until our hair turns silver
In every life after that one we'll be together
just not this one
The hero kills the villain but they're in love.
Persephone Dec 2021
Someday I will bring this world to its knees for everything that it has done to me.
And while it begs for my forgiveness, I will simply watch as it trembles at the echos of my laugh
Alicia Moore Nov 2021
I have saved many others from falling at her feet,
a dagger lodged within their rib cage as they gasp.
but the weight of my heart soon became too heavy
to save myself from her already bloodied sword.
crashing to my knees feels heavenly though,
did everyone love her as hard as I do?
neth jones Oct 2021
absent of the weight ;          
                my baited tongue, silenced                                  
lonely,
            by incision  

cut loose of my deviant given powers
i view the sporting world ;
new void cavities
         going about writhe tasks
                             of peculiar fathom

i train to cast bane                  
                  without word
wicked slight
a rupturing guesture
in place of a verbal spell
Ahmad Attr Aug 2021
You were set for life
The moment you were born
In the place named after you
Able, capable, fabled
You can get whatever you want
Worshipped by men who worship themselves
Should I envy you or them?
Inherited beauty
A face so precisely constructed
You asphyxiate me
You triturate me
Make me feel more hopeless than I am
And I wanted revenge
For your mere existence
I wanted to feel powerful
To steal some of that from you
So I took pieces of you in your sleep
Burnt the edges of your skin
Poisoned you, that’ll hurt from within
For a moment it was a thrill
But it only brought guilt
And it changed nothing
You are still conquering and I’m still weak
I regret it all
And now I just want to go back in time
Can I erase it all?
So I could do it again but better this time
Destroy you and just be satisfied
Make you regret coming into my life

Half filled
Incomplete
Waiting for the rush to kick-off
Waiting for you to turn the lights off
hurting you brought nothing so hold up let me try again
A Aug 2021
All I needed was some inspiration
Didn't think that I'd become the villain
Locked up in this mental prison
Really used to have a vision
I was on a fucken mission
Made a couple bad decisions ...
...Didn't think it'd make a difference
Now I'll never be forgiven
Really wish I would've listened
Learned to live with this condition
Guess I'm just another victim
Of the devil and his sickness
It's a cycle and it's vicious
Didn't mean to be the villain...
Lookin back on all my pages
And how I still get the cravings
All the itches and temptations
I'm an addict I'm so manic
Gotta face it it's my fate
It's just my life it's how I made it
Started out with inspiration
Didn't wanna be a hero...
Instead became the villain
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