A Mask of the Moon

The Second of three poems that are to create an offsetting to the story of poems. This one depicts the mask in the main picture.

Its edges curve around the face with its utmost beauty
Hiding what should be seen
Uncovering what bears no meaning
When the light hits its corners

The shadows created hold the nightmares and dreams of all it has seen

It can show the red, the pain, the sorrow

It can show the pleasure and passion that used to live in the hearts of its victims

It holds a power so great only one can control it

To a degree that is

He uses the power for his own pleasures

For his own feelings

He wants to feel what he takes from others

For if he could never feel it

Why should others?

 

When the mask is laying on the table it can show its strength

An aura radiating to the point that most can not look

Most back down in fear

Crying and sobbing

Knowing what's to come if they cross it

Never fear what can not truly hurt you

For if you do your life will be nothing

Just what the mask wants to do to you

If you show no courage

It will overtake you

 

Let it overtake you

Maybe then you'll be better off

For after that he can not get you

Instead he'll already have you...