I’ve been typecast as the villain

So many movies

But it’s always the same role


Lurking in the same corner

Banished to the same shadows

Familiar loathing stares


Breaking free?

Good luck

I’m famous in these parts


No one forgets

A role well played

Everyone remembers

A perfect villain


Blood on my hands

A wicked tongue

Be careful, I bite


I hug the night

Wrap myself in its embrace

No judgment here


I am lucky

Escape is an option


I can always quit.


Throw it all away

Toss my career in the flames

Watch it burn


A reputation turned to ash







I would no longer be the bad guy

Everyone would be…

More comfortable


Lucky Me.

Image Credit: Kjersti Thorsen

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