A Cheery Night Turned Dark and Dreary

The sounds of footsteps grow louder every day
The clouds have turned to ash
And I cannot run away

But you gouged your claws
Sank them in the darkness
And tore up the night

And on this night
We will see
If trust can be
'Tween you and me

For none is so deep
Nothing so piercing
As the thorns from thine heart

In this crowd of smiles and laughs
Watch closely, I say
Pull out your spyglass
And through it, you will see the face of dismay

Your gift to me
Is like a thorny rose
Beautiful for the beholder to see
Hold it tighter and make me bleed

This rose will birth a never-ending rain
So dank that it distracts me from my pain
So thick and opaque, this bane

The rain falls
Its droplets turn to blood
As they stream down my cheek

Use that spyglass from your high place
Watch closely, you sycophantic clown
And see my face as I drown