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...