Circle of Freaks

Harlequin

Decked in red and black, my weary heart laughs. It is not a happy laughter, but one full of bitterness and spite.
Donning clothes of bright scarlet, it hides the bleeding with its smiles. Masked with giggles and tricks and everything up its sleeve.
Draped in dark cloth, to hide the stains on its spirit. For this love is corrupted.
Delving into self-destruction, my broken heart laughs to itself. For this love is its doom.
For this love is its pleasure and its happiness and its insanity.

We do make a fool out of me.


Strongman

I know you can stand alone.
I always have.

But you see me as an obstacle to your freedom. You flaunt your so-called independence in front of me, in an obvious attempt to tell me that you exist as an entity beyond me. I got the message. You break off all bonds trying to keep yourself self-reliant. 

Well, I’ve had it with you.
You can be all strong and independent alone.

Why did you even enter a relationship in the first place?
To show off your strength?


Acrobat

Swinging and swinging, we twirl round and round.
But we’re going in circles.
Reaching new heights, we smile at the crowds.
But not at each other.

Walking on tightropes, we walk together.
But the tension in the air is killing me.
Hurtling through skies, we defy death.
But we are in danger of breaking apart.

We flip and we tumble and-
we fall.


This is a response to the one-word prompt Circus from DailyPost  😀

 

Advertisements
Featured

Coat Hanger

Malignant tumor
I condemn you to death.

You have cut off my bonds
Wounded my pride
Stolen my body
But you will never break my will.

You started as unease;
Giddy I fell
To your whims
To your desires
To your beck and call

Then it never came.

You took away the normality
You took away my freedom
You took away- him.

Oh how I want everything back.
Including the pain.

Now you crawl inside me
Punching and kicking
Fighting for your life.

But you won’t succeed.

Now that he is gone
Along with my family,
And I am broken and alone-

I have nothing left.
Except you, ungrateful wretch.

I have fallen-      but you’ll fall with me.


I am not promoting abortion here, folks. I do agree that it is necessary in some cases, where the mother might lose her life, but for the most part, I frown on such actions.


I hope you’ll never have to fall as low as is described above.