Life is but a Masquerade

by Robinson V

Life is but a masquerade, we waltz to the beat of her will

Round and round the world spins as we remain still

Stuck in a trance, our sense of touch is the first to go

Removing the only thing that binds us to our soul

Unattached it slowly begins to fade

As we become an empty vessel, trapped in this masquerade

~The Elimist~