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james 7d
fun and games
and bright lights on strings
stuffed plushies & autumn leaves
and kindness from every
person i see

you remove the carnival glass
and im seen for what i am
and the carnival goers
in all their own carnival masks
do not understand

ive spoken my truth
so they pack up the stands
pile bright costumes
into dark vans

and i find myself left
with an empty field
of cold air
such is the harsh reality of being known
Casey Jan 30
So bored, scrolling through social media sites.
I see you've updated.
Excited, I message you.
Just a simple, "Hi."

Shortly, I realize my mistake.
The recent picture, it shows you with your friends.
Laughing, having fun.

I remembered what you said yesterday.
"I'll be at the carnival tomorrow!"
Your face in the photo looks so, so happy.
Smiling brightly, eyes shining.
All the things I could never make you feel.

What's the point anymore?
I delete my message.
You won't be answering anyways.
You're out there, having a great day.
And where am I?

Just here.
Wherever that is.
Sitting, staring at this screen, watching, waiting.
It's all too much to handle, imagining you today out with your buddies.
Playing in the sun, on the carnival rides
without me.

We used to be close, so close.
What happened?
I was thrown out, like a broken toy.
Tell me, to you, am I nothing at all?

I scroll past the picture trying to hold in the tears.
It's all too much.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't pretend.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
I know, deep down, I still love you.

Even though I cut that ribbon, it's weaving back.
Why now?
It shouldn't do that, you clearly didn't care.
So why still do I?

I clutch my chest, let out that sob.
The tears come falling.
The ribbon's back.
I'm sorry.
I don't want to hurt you.
I feel so, so, alone.

I'm so sorry.
I fell in love with you all over again.
It's torturous.
Once again, I'm feeling alone.
Sonya Jan 16
Come one come all to the darling show
As a small girl swings to and fro
Back and forth through the inky sea
And lights to bright for her to see
Making a mockery of herself
A disgusting creature is she

Oh how I hate the circus trapeze
The swinging brings me to my knees
My costume flutters as I glide
With my monster that I must hide
Clawing away at my frozen lungs
And tearing me up inside
sunprincess Dec 2018
Do you ever feel like you’re in a dream
Forever riding on a roller coaster
Slowly, very slowly, going up and up
Until you’ve gone so very high
Fingers touching clouds in a blue sky
Then down you come so very fast
The future has now become the past
If so, just know you’re not crazy
You’re at life’s carnival having a blast!
I dream a silly dream
   my poems were  dancing
in a moonlight sky my words float
and rained on your head
I dream a lovely dream
     my hands held yours in a drunken night
    as we walked on a road we used to call home
         Gazing on those eyes the moment skyrocketed so high no pill can do

I dreamt of you in many ways
   kissing booths on a carnival
to drinking sessions on a side way
   I've never felt so euphoric
as the day these lips kissed yours

As I woke up from those dreams
I couldn't wait for bedtime
              reality kills me when you're not the one
Inked Quill Jul 2018
Summer nights
Zephyr on my face
Stardust sprinkled
Fluorescent illumination
In the shadows
Mystical aroma
Wafting in the air
Memories of you
My carnival days
Danielle Jun 2018
Ravens dance upon highwires.
Flashing pinwheels spinning in their beaks.
The merry-go-round grinds,
Its rusted gears, squealing into the wind.
Book pages whirl and fly off into the sky.
The fox’s cry to the butterfly
Went unheard in this whitewashed night.
Probably going to end up re-writing this for a fourth time, but for now it's good enough to post on here and see what kind of feed back I get for it.
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