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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Shall we play ?

To be honest              I am scared
I am not quite sure of what.                             
 Perhaps I’ve lost all common sense                                               
After all there is no evidence                         
To support these feelings
 of dread                           
   None the less                                           
   I am Scared,                                            
  Terrified!
Is he as sweet as he appears?
Or is he a monster underneath?
I’ve known my share of villains             
 Enough to know they all wear  
masks.                                                               
Some use bright colorful visages.              
  They enchant you with marvels.                              
 Incandescent lights of neon!                                             
 The effect is simple,                                                        
 They blind the victim to the lack of substance
Other mask’s seem funny            
  In that innocent tone
That almost childish glare                         
  But beware…                                                        
         There is a monster  underneath.                                                                                           
  A slimy devil                            
  Awaiting its moment                                          
    For as soon as your guard is down                                                                        
                                   He’ll make his move                                                                                                                                    
 He’ll feed on you:                                                                                                                                                                Your innocence.

There are countless masks,                                                                             
  And many monsters.                             
 I am scared! I am terrified!                                               
They are everywhere!
Of all the creatures in this world
There is nothing more infernal                
Than the one with the candy mask.
The candy mask seemsperfect!
Its sweet,                 Its loving,                                         
  Its caring.                                                                
Or so it would seem                                                                               
For bellow its virtuous façade                                        
      Lays a vile , vicious, visceral creature.                                                                            
  It likes to play                                                                                             
 All sorts of twisted mind games                          
    The heart
its favorite toy.                                         
     They enjoy it quite a lot           
   It fascinates them!                            
  My guess                             
 The lack of heart themselves.
They throw it             
 They stomp it                             
 They kick it                                          
    They bend it till it snaps.               
They grow bored once the heart is broken.

I’ve fallen victim countless times                                                                                                                            
 The hypnotizing eyes                            
The oh so sweet words                                                                                                  
   All the moves strategically placed
To knock the reason out of you.
They lurk in every corner.
Rumor has it there are real men out there.                                                                Somewhere.             
 Not monster in disguise                                            
  Or villains on the pray                                          
    I’ve heard the tales of true men                                                           
   How in the golden day they were all about                                                           
   But I’ve yet to encounter such a man.              

 I am scared.                          

    I’ve yet to learn the difference
Between monsters and men.
I am scared of the webs they spin And of the traps they set.         

 I am scared

for I can feel myself losing control
falling victim once again.
Is it a smile upon his face of an evil smirk ?             
 My gut tells me to run                             
 My head implores me to not cave                                           
...   But oh! Damn this racing heart!             
 I guess I’ll risk it all                                          
     ...One last time... Let us Play.                                                                                                  

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