Theres nothing left to see now
the circus has finally closed

I sigh
as the freakshow begins
I stand down

lost

alone

my vision clouds

but I see everything

as the tent fills with shadows

I watch their faces
cruel laughter

lighting up their eyes

I run

frantic

as the empty seats are filled
by all the other outcasts
desperate
to laugh at someone else for a change
at least
something good 
would have
come out 
of my useless life

all Ive ever done
is hurt people
then again

theres a first time 
for everything...


The shadows
they stare

as if
they havent heard 
of things like me before
abominations

monsters

I cant tell

if they really see me

they would be the first...

I watch 
as they take their seats
the ringmaster
pushes me

one
step
too
far

and I fall 
into the empty pit that surrounds me

inside and outside

finally the same
the shadows laugh
as I drown 
in the waters
of my soul...

I feel the darkness 
closing in

I welcome it

it will all be over soon anyway

why fight

when 
there is nothing left

to fight for
after all 
Im not
worth the trouble
no one
 faught for me...