Cold Exasperation

I hear a cry
coming from the afterlife
saying "time to die"
handing me gleaming knife


through a crack in the sky
I look life in the eye


behind its hideous disguise
it's uglier still
seeing through the lies
makes me ill


Monsters hiding in plain sight
they are impossible to fight
when they don't come to light


nomore tears for the guilty
for who is without sin
not only the blind cannot see
I feel like giving in


I'm tired of pretending
so exhausted from defending
the wounds aren't mending
the misery is never ending
© Jerry Langdon 2014