As I look at the reflection of your halo in the shimmering black water that surrounds you
I see something distorted in my view, an anomaly, a fracture in the world I know
Your smile fades, your lovely glow, your aura of beauty and light diminishes
I see a change in the reflection, a metamorphosis...as a ripple spreads throughout
What I cannot believe is taking place before my eyes, enchanted as it seems, it is real
I have no choice but to end the evil you are becoming, to stamp it out once and for all
The person I know is melting away, in a fluid dissolve of disgusting hypocrisy
You became what you hated so much, you turned in to your own worst enemy
I have to destroy you, before you consume me, consume what goodness I have left
God as my witness, I bring forth your sins, demanding an answer and a full payment of debt
Why should I pay for your mistakes, why should you go free and infect the world with your filth?
I'm moving to strike at the heart of you, to cut through the lies, and the false appearance you don
You cannot escape it, the blackness has enveloped you, it has taken hold knowing it is a part of you
It has stripped you of your soul, leaving you empty inside, a shattered empty shell of your former self
You cry, you pray to the God you think you serve and he does not answer, he has forsaken you
This is the end, I have exposed you, I have made known your corruption...
...let it run it's course
Author notes
I can't stand hypocrites, especially when they make it a point to make themselves seem so wonderful and wholesome...they should all be put to death
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You're so right.
I think it's wonderful how people toss stones from their glass houses. I know that statement is a bit cliche..but it's so true. How can someone who is guilty of the same things that we all do pretend to be so wonderful...and most of all pretend to be disgusted by what others do..knowing that they've done the same thing? It's almost amusing. Well...it's all okay in the end..because God knows all..who cares who else knows? I like the poem. It's a good one..and so true..I'm glad your writers block is improving.


