this jokes killing me

oh, how kind and quiet it is. on this dark knight theres a light that steers us home. this world has gone crazy, crazy with people born to insanity. what fear really is, these people master that skill. almost like they want to be members of the evil society, straight from hell. the devils sons. the pain is picked up every night when the sun sets. in their minds (god isnt watching us now.) how often can you smell the streets, do you smell the blood on the walls? walking in the allies do you feel ghosts starring at you as you ignore them? peace seems like a joke when your being haunted. i tell myself "ignore the images" as they pick on me. "ignore the voices" that linger on into my head. ive been down but i will tell you what. "Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for... it's all a monstrous, demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side? Why aren't you laughing?" ive been crying my whole life. but now im laughing it off. im on retirement.