Reminisce

The monsters hide, the monsters lie

You dress up like fire, when you are glacial ice,

you smile with fake sympathy,  because miseries entice,

you give spurious love, when it's merely hate,

you pretend to save, even though it's far too late.

With petticoats, and frills of saccharine sweet,

you win at games, but at life you just cheat,

you think with pragmatism,  when really you don't,

maybe you can feel sentiment, but you truthfully won't.

Where are the two masks that fabricate the truth?

Where is the heart, which helps you feel ruth?

How about those vigilant eyes, and naïve face?

How do you catch prey, when you simply chase?

And those warming clutches,  biting like cold,

you treat peers like paper, you waste and you fold.

a quixotic desire to be honest, never will you reach,

your tries are futile, though you beg and beseech.

Travelling through a tunnel, it's your inevitable choice,

you lift your watch, but you cannot rejoice,

years of turmoil, in this tunnel with no light,

there is no hope left ; future, dark as night

An abundance of demons, monsters of myth,

trapped in their  realm, within a circle of no blithe.

Then you reminisce, and you remember mentioning your bed,

Underneath the solid wood, you had spotted a daunting head,

it lurked like a shadow, unheard and unseen,

no one believed you, but now they know what you mean.

Slit-like eyes watched from within your soul,

You once had a chance, when you received that call,

you heard a voice, anthropomorphic like your own,

too ingenuous to see the monster calling through your phone,

like an innocent fledgling, you accepted its request,

obscuring the face that you now leave to rest.

We believe it's freedom, when it's clearly probation,

You and I are the norm, but with an odious intention,

we are all the same people, purely evil,  with lethal lies,

we are the remnants, after humanity severed our ties.