Best Psychopaths Poems

Modus Operandi of psychopaths and sociopaths

They are all around us, seeking to destroy us,
if not to kill us, to maim us, for life
physically, mentally, emotionally
morally, financially.

They are the psychopaths and sociopaths!

Now psychopaths are rare indeed, as they
are human but do not possess human qualities
such as...

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There are “functional psychopaths” among us,
different from their murderous counterparts
who use their detached, unflinching and charismatic personalities
to succeed in mainstream society,
and in some fields of work most shockingly
the more psychopathic individuals are more likely to succeed.
We all possess psychopathic tendencies.
It's a scale along which we...

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IT'S NOT GENIUS, IT'S INSANITY.
FOLLOW ALONG AND KEEP PACE WITH ME PLEASE.

I TRAVEL FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT. 
WHEN I LAY DOWN MY BODY TO REST AT NIGHT.

I LEAVE THIS WORLD TO BE ALL ALONE.
IN SEARCH OF A MOMENT I LIKE TO CALL HOME.
...

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In shadows dark, where evil dwells,
A tale unfolds, of twisted spells.
A figure roams, with eyes so cold,
A narcissist psychopath, stories untold.

His charm deceives, a polished guise,
A predator lurking, behind those eyes.
With silver tongue, she weaves his web.
To feed upon the souls unaware.

A master manipulator, she...

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There is nothing that can make the pain go away,
but eventually you'll learn to live with it.
It will captivate your consciousness like a cage,
paralyzed and powerless you poigantly sit.

There will be nightmares,
each day when you wake up it'll be the first thing you think about.
Brain...

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Peace on Earth, Oh, We Will Not Comply
Days of Mirth, No, We Will Not Comply
Raise Our Rifles, Help the People Die
Laws Are Trifles, We Will Not Comply....

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Criminals feel they deserve whatever they desire  
Morality isn’t relevant, its ruthlessness that they admire  
Society owes them, it robbed their rightful portion  
Criminologists describe this as cognitive distortion.

Elliot’s manifesto said he wanted to fit in, 
Cast out, rejected, just couldn’t win...

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Itchy Fingers?

I don’t mind dying in a nuclear war.
As long as it’s quick, not a lingering bore.
It’ll give the elite a chance to see the cloud.
Kill off the plebs in a crimson shroud.

I know their fingers are itching.
To press the oblivion button.
See what happens, 
from...

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