Disillusionment

The mask falls

and I see you

Scared

Tired 

Ready to flee

to the familiar bubble of your existence 

And the clock strikes

One 

Two

Three

Were you even awake

when I knocked at your door

Were you listening 

when I blew my trumpet 

And the mask falls

I see you

Eyes shut tightly

The image of a prey

facing the predator 

Whimpering

In fear and agony

I can't coax you

to open your eyes

I can't make you believe

what you fear

is what sets you free

The feeling is percolating through me

Freezing my innards

I am afraid

I will pull the mask back on

The illusions you say

Are necessary 

The illusions

give your mask a purpose

The illusions are the status quo

The world seeks of you

Till the next ice age!