I step into a circus
First time in my life
Though I am forty two, too old for this
Yet I find the gate has closed behind me
So I play along
Thinking it can’t be that bad
Sooner or later the gate will open
So I first walk
My steps making no noise
Even though there is clearly
A hard marble floor under me
But I push away the thought
Just a trick on my mind
I walk
And I see nothing in front of me
Just darkness surrounding me
I’m probably lost
I’m probably dreaming
Though a voice in my head
Tells me that
That’s what everyone says
I sit and wait hoping someone will come help
I wait for years and no one comes
I start weeping
And with no idea where I want to be going
I stumble forward
Step by step
Not caring what happens
I’m probably going to be trapped forever
And just as I finish that thought
There in front of me
Flashing lights and upbeat music
I smell warmth
I taste music
Yet it’s all blurry
I can’t make out where I am
It’s probably just an illusion
So I turn and leave
And I hear a scream
Right in front of me
A high whining shrieking
God horrible screaming
And I find myself walking back
And when I find the blurry vision
The screaming stops
And it isn’t so blurry anymore
Ive been starving and thirsty for years
And shadows hand me food on a silver platter
I am grateful and greedy
I take more than my share
And I find no more food
No more lights
No more music
Just the darkness again
Will I never be rid of this pain
I deserve more than this
I am better than this
I won’t just weep here
I won’t walk anymore
With my newfound strength I run
And the screaming starts again
But I take no notice
I will get where I want
Though painful it won’t hinder
My speed my progress
Im nearly there I feel it
I find myself by a big tent
The famous big tent
Theres always a big tent at a circus
I run toward the open flap
And the tent collapses
It crumbles
And it falls
And I fall with it
I find myself in darkness
Walking through a noiseless
Marble floor
Back at the beginning
I sigh and continue
On my tiresome journey
To nowhere
For no reason
All because I got trapped in the circus
I guess I just wasn’t ready.
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