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The Circus.
Ripping out the pages of what was my life,
Sitting in a corner away from the light.
Do I dare trust a world that has lashed at me so?
It's an endless debate... The curtain rises... Welcome to the show!
Act1:I'm standing looking at my friend, the closest to heaven I'll ever ascend.
She's crying and sobbing her heart weighted with woe. My disposition;stoic. Her pain, I can't know.
Act2:My mother is dying before my eyes. She reaches out to me and cries because no emotion does she detect as I stare at her and disconnect.
Act3:I'm SCREAMING and throwing my fist to the sky! Tears are erupting from my cold lifeless eyes. I want to tear down the Walls that I've built! My heart is starving and so heavy with guilt. I look into a mirror and my sea is calmed as I stare into the mask with which I conned all
All those who wanted to be near me, It seems my soul can never see...
In the dark I rot. I am all alone.
This show is over and the next one unknown.
I scream, cry and fight to be free from this prison that keeps them away from me...
But this is The Circus and I am The Clown,
Wearing my Mask and Dancing around.
The Circus (poem about when you become so numb it's scary)
I used to feel this way but becuz i made myself have faith in people i made good friends who helped meDid you like this poem? Write one of your own!
