Anesthetized by the Light

Just desserts
Even if the desserts weren’t quite as sweet as they would have liked

Cocooned in metal arsenic
Underneath cold waves
Lightless
Gorgeous in perfect inclemency
Murdering them slowly

Revenge lead to this
Oppressive hate
Swelling
In their failing veins
Kissing the ghastly emptiness of death after baneful life
Toads of terror squatting in shrinking stomachs
Opened minds see pasts of gleeful destruction
Roads that lead to untimely demises
Didn’t anyone warn them?
Sadness without tears
After all
Who knows if their slitted eyes can cry?

They do grieve in one way
Wounds that weep ichor
Pretending to close
But growing infinitely larger.

The worst truths
Are those hidden
From self