Masquerade

Such a wondrous sight I see,

Wishing you were here with me.

 

I breathe in the scented air,

Joyfully, contentedly.

Slow sweet notes flow through my mind �"

Surrounding me, caressing me.

 

The band starts up at the director’s cue,

Their leader with a gentle hand.

The lights all brightly glow, my dear,

I wish you hadn’t stayed behind.

 

A smile grows upon my lips,

What a lovely sight I see!

Around they spin in a celestial waltz:

Lovers dancing gracefully.

 

The room begins to morph and change,

No longer warm and merry.

It’s a mockery of what it was,

A strange and twisted parody.

 

A smile is forced upon my lips,

It’s what they want to see.

Around they whirl in a frightful march:

Fakers grinning spitefully.

 

The director’s hand cuts through the air,

A general and his hellish band.

The lights no longer glow, my dear,

And they instead begin to blind.

 

I gasp in a strangled breath,

Fearfully, frantically.

Dissonant chants dash through my mind �"

Stifling me, choking me.

 

Such a wondrous horror I see,

Wishing you were here by me.