Masquerade

Life a masquerade of happiness and cheer, Nobody knows that pain is felt through every new day. A façade created Dreary thoughts covered Nothing hurts more than being alone. To lose this mask, one must find A true happiness—a sun in the dark night. The light continues to move Always farther away, to a place out of reach. Outstretched hands. Grasping for this light unobtainable. Fingers searching. Shoulders straining. Mind yearning. The light remains just out of reach, No effort enough to grasp this way, To burn the mask and become free. The masquerade continues with no exit to take, The façade remains with no way to escape. Life goes on as a guest in a mask, A smiling. A happy. A joking cover. The pain remains. Hidden though it is. The mask hides all from those around you, Those in their grinning, happy costumes at this masquerade. All continue on with smiles and cheer, Unaware of the masks surrounding each and another. All are searching None are finding The light in the dark to burn their masks And break free to welcome pleasure and cheer.