Poem: Circus Act
Inspired by: Life events and Life past. Song: Eminem - Love The Way You Lie ft. Rihanna (love the beat of it and pace) Style: Kinda a rap style if you want to try and read out loud.
WARNING: Depressing
Like a small little pup, I'm in need of attention and love. Somebody needs to play with me and smile when I wag my tail. Only where is everybody? It's like an empty house at a carnival. Somebody please- doesn't have to be everybody! I just need a life lasting friend, just somebody who will stay and listen to me. I've lost the feeling of what cloud nine feels like. Cause' now it's just a cloud full of storms over my head. Falling fast from holding myself high- It hurts and it's painful and it's sad and it's lonely. Now I'm like a sad lonely pup, left by the owners I loved. I question if they would ever really come back- Did they really mean what they said? Did anything they did hold any true meaning? Hey! Put on a circus act and let's all laugh- It's cloud nine being held so high, but when the music stops it's a painful silence. Say something please! It's too dark to see anything and I don't hear anybody. All of this is bad enough I worry and I think too much. I'm not sure what I did or said to make them leave me, I always try to be as careful as I can be so they stay and never forget me. I know I can annoy the hell out of them sometimes, but I'm just worried they might forget me. Maybe it wasn't because of that- Maybe it was because I'm too weird. Too hard to understand. Can't translate what I say to help you understand. I can understand, because I don't understand myself sometimes. Why I do things- Why I say things- Not even why I keep coming back to the same old silence. Well I'm sorry if I held you too tight and close to make you leave. Each one of them, one by one- I'm sorry for all the trouble I caused. You can write it all out, all the pain I gave you or the reasons why you rather not talk to me. I'm tired of putting on an act on my own and I'm the only one laughing at the jokes I make. Am I insane? I don't know, but I can tell you I feel like I'm going insane. I keep seeing the same old four walls every day. The same two old faces that made me. I keep saying and telling myself I'm never leaving. You're stuck here, Stuck here, never leaving here, Welcome Home Sweet Home. Well the show must go on and I must'n worry those around me. So let's paint that happy face on me with bright colors. I'm happy, I swear! I can make myself laugh! See? See how I'm laughing with joy? No, I'm not depressed because no matter what I do I can't hold onto anybody. What would ever make you think that? Ignore the sad music box and look at me. Listen to my happy laughter and please- Please! Laugh along! Circus Ring, Circus Horse, and a Circus House. I'm laughing and putting on a show. Won't you watch? Don't look behind the curtain, because it's not a fun house. If I can be more fun and interesting, would you stay? I swear I can be! Look you're the star of the show and I'm side act. Tell me what you want to do and I'll do what you want. Like a puppet on strings. Just don't leave me- Don't leave me alone during the act. Cause' I have no idea what to do on my own. I can feel the make-up on my face running off, It must be raining- must be a leak in the circus tent, but even though I hold an umbrella over my head I can still feel the rain pouring down with colors on my face.
Where did you go and why can't I hear you? I'll be waiting in the center of the circus tent- waiting for you to return to me.
"Please come back"
(Writing all of this out makes me feel a bit better)
GlitchedTrickster · Mon Apr 20, 2015 @ 06:32pm · 0 Comments |