Cloakings and Masquerades

Darkness will and can cloak itself as bright light in a hideous form, Masquerades of meanings twirling within a pool of a fiery storm, Entangled and dancing with others shadows and those beastly insane, Without consequences to others and shards of sharp inflicting pain. Mumbling through their madness that takes some sort of wicked flight, Followers were beckoned,listened , responded and pierced the very light, Scribblings stilll attached to a monster and shame she will eternally hold, One day buried and not rise and become nothing more then dust and mold.