Jester in My Head — Carnival Poem

A Carnival of Voices

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You drag me into your sideshow,

The clowns, the freaks, the tricks,

One by one, it’s all got to go,

Reams of confetti making me sick,

Every mask has one more behind,

Waiting for you to sign with your life…

Until you’ve died a little inside.

Oh… the Ringmaster in my head,

Prays for all to end in death,

Oh… the Flame Eaters in my head,

Are sick of being fed,

Oh… the Ticketmaster in my head,

Is looking for the door instead.

One voice says,

This really blows

Another one says,

You should’ve known

Until they all say,

You should stay home

Painted grins behind the stacks,

Token applause on the bleachers,

Stuffing into the system what they lack,

Lining up to kiss the preacher,

Layer upon layer it screams,

Until we can hear nothing else,

Ripping apart at the seams…

Till teeth and empty words are all we know.

Oh… the Sword Swallowers in my head,

Steal every single breath,

Oh… the Clowns in my head,

Choke me till I’m dead,

Oh… the Carny Boys in my head,

Always remember what you said.

One voice says,

They’re out to get you

Another one says,

They’re already here

Until they all say,

You know they never left

You see a mask,

I see a strategy,

Strength put to task,

While you consume my battery,

I am not your sideshow,

I am your final act.

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