Searching For Redemption Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I can't get it out of my head.
The nightmares in my bed.
Sucked in.
Horrifying visions.
Why am I so elated.
A-moral, the cross is laid bare.
Exposure beware.
Take your medicine if you dare.
Hallucinogenic.
Touching on what isn't really there.
Crawling closer to despair.
Smashing a mirror for a single piece of glass.
Sharp enough, as the blood runs red.
Wishing upon the grave.
Before and after.
Silencing the static.
Noise eraser.
Playing tag with real lasers.
Planning out every strategy, it has be to perfect.
For this isn't time of second guesses.
Cleaning up all the messes.
I'll take credit, that's fine.
Someone has too.
The naming, the blaming, a society who lacks the courage.
Twisting in the knife.
Give me the gun, my fingerprints are now on it.
With the gunshot being fired.
A war has been inspired.
It's now my life, my sacrifice.
Redemption always comes at a price.
The pedestal of the divine can be so unkind.
Justice can be so blind.
In these trying times.