Illustrious, Venomous
illuminating, intimidating
mixed in with the brilliant light of the sun
added in with the color of a little maple leaf
Happiness, the message given off
but it's only a masquerade ball
hiding behind all the plastic mannequins standing tall
Sadness, regret, puzzlement
the meaning of life, what is it
the real question, the real face of the iris
behind the glass
wondering if the moment will last
What is this, imprisonment
something more than a cage
less than a cell
What does it matter, impossible to tell
add a rope, bath water, something electric, a single bullet
The means doesn't justify the product, the sum
just the only way freedom can be obtained
The mirror cracks so does the life
burning passionately behind these eyes
these watery, tear filled eyes
Loved ones only bicker, submit
conformity is what they persist
Giving up, the new mating call
Death, the newborn son
the position of mother, waiting to be filled
Only one, only one to his knowledge
preventing solitude, preventing self-destruction
Four days, has it really been so long
feels like a month has just awakened from a coma
Only a flaw, invisible he is
except for a picture
a secret to give, a secret to keep
Will these eyes remain bright by the end of the day
or will they be dimmed forever
like the sun setting beyond the horizon...
a masquerade ball...
a team of mannequins standing tall..
to hide the fall of morality
to hide the feeling of being small...
Copyright © Andrus Cassian | Year Posted 2016
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