Carnival of Misery

Poem by: ShadyBrady

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Sometimes, late at night, when sleep eludes me, my mind goes wandering. Sometimes it even comes back.

Carnival of Misery

Welcome to the (late night) monster show

Where all your fears come alive

Where you get to relive every mistake you’ve ever made

And the pain of every humiliation is revived

Where we trade in your insecurities

Where the darkness is as warm as a lovers breath

Where loneliness is an ally

That grips you as tight as death

On shift from midnight to 4am

You needn’t worry what’s under your bed

Or hiding in the closet

Because the real monsters live inside of your head

It’s the witching hour kiddies

And they haven’t been fed

They’re an unpaid debt and it’s time to pay ‘em

Step right up we have waking nightmares to suit every taste

From high school bully to nuclear waste

Lost love, broken love, or no love at all

Pick your poison

We’ll have a ball

For a limited time

We’ll even throw in a pillow

To stifle your screams

Remember

You can’t wake up because it’s not a dream

Bcm

25 January 2019

Submitted: January 27, 2019

Poetry dark night carnival

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jmm424

I really like this. Think it's great.

Sun, January 27th, 2019 6:04am

hullabaloo22

Nightmare horrors that don't go away. Nicely written.

Sun, January 27th, 2019 8:03pm

Kristin Kuffner

Great work. Reads like the synopsis of a great horror novel.

Fri, March 8th, 2019 2:44am

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Mahalo. Sometimes the nights are almost too much to bear. Days are full of duties and distractions...easy peezy japaneezy. I find it convenient to store my mental aberrations here on the interweb. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

Sat, March 9th, 2019 4:29pm

Keke Serene

This is an Otherworld of nightmares! Nice rhyme scheme here

Sat, October 5th, 2019 6:55pm

Robert Helliger

I love carnivals.
Great story.

Sun, October 13th, 2019 7:19am

Damp Kitten

Hey, here's an anniversary review (poem from a year ago)
The meter of your piece carries a carnival tune if that makes any sense to you. There's an irony to your ecstatic enthusiasm for obvious reasons - the subject matter and the delivery are a dichotomy which emphasizes the terror!

My favorite line: "Where darkness is as warm as a lover's breath" - wow! Love that analogy!
and "loneliness is an ally that grips you"- nice personification. I like your rhyme.

Very entertaining, Shady.

Sun, January 5th, 2020 3:05am

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Again, thank you for taking time to view my words...and to share yours.

You seem to be very learned in the mechanisms of poetry and writing. I envy you. I spend a lot of time wondering where “inspiration” comes from; where was it before it penetrated my thoughts? If energy can neither be created nor destroyed, it must have existed...SOMEWHERE. Of course, this is assuming that our thoughts are energy. I don’t know. I’m really not that smart. Hell! I barely graduated from high school all those millennia ago.

Thank you again. One of the reasons I frequent Booksie is because there are so few people who share an appreciation of verse, and none in my personal orbit.

I’m waiting for poets and poetry to become obsolete.