A Peek Behind The Veil

Let the Show Go On

The words assail me
Hold me under scrutiny
Compress me in the folds of their blackest circumstance
They're always the same
Under their constant assault
My demons dance among their emptiest meanings
I feel myself changing
Under their heavy weight
My deepest nostalgia being this feeling of solitude
If this is a game
A game of love
Of life
Even if I play one lone role
Let the show go on
Through cuts and bruises
And broken bones
If my skin should fall from my flesh and muscles gray
Color will drain from my black and white world
Leaving only black
Inexpressions paving the way to my own demise
Beneath the shade of fire
And rain
In my world surrounded by walking corpses talking
Weighing down upon me
Words so heartless
Death whispering along like an amused echo
If this is all a game
A torturous fantasy
A demon's imagination
Let the show go on