A parting of a crimson sea, to catch a glimpse and swallow whole
They nonchalantly steal her soul, with no remorse or thought, but goals
to slice her thin, and spill her name, upon red carpet dyed with greed.
Beneath stiletto stilts it runs. They think it's fun behind the smile with
masquerades to dazzle eyes. Are lonely hearts so worth the prize
while clamored lust engulfs and drowns? The flashbulbs light the milky way
while voices scream among the fray, and peel the starlight's skin away
There is a hole, deep in the dark, as black as death without a spark
A friend to trust, or out to gain? To rub a shoulder, hug the fame?
She's guided by an elbow's charm, disarmed, by tabloids, drowns alone.
They're hell-bent on the mystery, the secrets of her universe
A paper doll is thrown to wolves, is just a soul who has rehearsed
to fade and die, alone........alone.......with a million flashbulbs drugging her,
...then dragging her.....as she tumbles from the throne....
9/12/13 For Contest: "Loneliness" Sponsored by Black-Eyed Susan