The CircusA Poem by DanieA problem that affects a lot of people
Wide eyes unsympathetically bleed,
Sane thoughts slowly turning to dust. You ride a Victorian carousel horse, Around your head in a must. You toss and turn repeatedly, Always greeting the sun awake. Walking along a knotted tight rope, That will always tremor and shake. Elephants jump restlessly around you, In the circus tent full of noise. Acrobats swing from your temples, In sync, full of energy and poise. A thick fog seeps around you, In your eyes and in your head. You've been at the carnival hours, Now pining and whining for bed. Walking towards the carnival gate, A clown stops you in your track. "Oh no, you can't leave yet!" "You must stay for one more act!" So round and round you float, Your sanity beginning to seep. The circus never leaving town, The act of being unable to sleep. © 2017 DanieAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDanieDerby, Midlands, United KingdomAboutI'm 21 and a History student from Derby, England. I play guitar and sing and also love writing to get my thoughts down. Any feedback is greatly appreiciated. more..Writing
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