The Villain: The Victim

Serenity plummets
to depths unknown
Do you hear trumpets
as you sit at your throne
Will you deliver death unto me
or suffer as I gain power
growing dangerously by the hour
Will I always cackle in darkness
pretending to be the villain
so you can keep good name
and try to fit in
Or was I just born
to be that way
To abuse the victim
after each play
There's a shadow of monoliths
blanketing the scene
as turmoil spews
a wish into a dream
Will you selfishly act
on a one-sided stage
to compete with me
in an undying rage
Does it justify your right
to freely lose all insight
Think me delusional
while I inevitably stray
Continue playing the victim
and i'll keep throwing you scraps
but I won't force you to eat them
I'll just keep setting the traps