Masquerade

He speaks, his words hit like
Burning coals.
His voice rattles my security
And scares my soul.
Even though he's tall, when
He speaks, he grows.
And I'm paralyzed; I can
Neither stay or go.

"Weaken
When I command.
Perform
My every demand.
I rule
Because I can.
Your demise
Is my plan."

I can't give up
Another life
To the monster who
Now holds the knife
That soon will plunge
Into my back.
For this kind of death, he has
A certain knack.

And I yell out,
"I won't obey!"
The might thunders back,
"That's okay!"
He knows I've yet to live
Through today.
For him, my demise
Is child's play.

He cackles like a witch
On Halloween,
But behind his mask, not a
Thing can be seen.
It stands to remind, things
Aren't what they seem.
And I pray to wake
From this dream.

And I watch
In disbelief
As he reveals
What is beneath
The surface
We stand upon
In horror I realize
I was wrong.

"You weakend when I told,
You found out you weren't so bold.
I ruled you were to die,
I gladly watched as you obliged."

(C) Samantha Tulgetske