The Carnival Ball

The room was that of pastels tainted
with the shimmer of iridescent whites.
Diamonds seem to sparkle on each finger
of the women dancing with there men.
Such a beautiful display of a dream
coming to a reality.
Carnival Masks they wore hiding
a face full of happiness.
Dancing at the carnival ball I am queen
for a night.
My dress is a light blue, sparkles everywhere.
My hair is dark, and perfectly placed
the walls see my reflection.
A mirror is all around, every side I
discover, holds a different meaning
from each angle that I stare.
The music starts to fasten
and the dancing becomes absurd.
Laughing turned to hyenas, killing
beauty that surrounds me.
The room is circling with fear
the air becomes cold.
The beautiful pastels tainted with
an iridescent shimmer all seem
to have faded unto a dull Grey color.
The people wearing carnival mask
all seem to take them off.
Hidden behind them a horrid nightmare
half eaten fleshed face.
The lights all seem to fade
and darkness now surrounds me.
The queen of this ball, I now am on
center stage.
I am trapped in the center of the room,
twirling in a circle.
All I want to do is escape from this nightmare.
Hands start reaching for me,
the diamonds seem to be broke.
Grey and crackled they seem to be
grabbing for my clothes.
I scream out in fear, for they are
tearing off my clothes.
I'm withering away into this nightmarish ball.
I find the courage to escape crawling on the floor.
I take a object to smash the mirrors.
Now everything seems to have changed.
Floating in the galaxy
watching the sparkles and glass float by.
Little snow globes of people
I see trapped inside the ball.
Fears had taken over and consumed her
flesh to no more.
But when her feet hit harness
she felt her eyes drift asleep.
And soon she heard the chirping
from a bird that song to her.
Her eyes began to flutter
and open with joy once more.
Oh, a bad dream and nothing more.