Circus Masks
Looking outside onto passing cars wondering what it is all for?
Everyone working to survive no one is really just living
We all settle one way or the other for one thing or another, for what exactly and why?
We all put a smile on our face and go on whether we are ready or not, while inside we cry out for help
We just want someone to see, to really see, who we are and what we are capable of being
But we all just go through the motions as a normal routine of life
We all live in the big ring circus
We all have our parts to play but why must it really be that way
We are all just freaks looking to be accepted into another form of a circus we feel we must belong to
We are like clowns with painted faces
They do not cry they are never sad or indifferent
They are always happy or at least that is what they want you to think
Inside there are thoughts of someone seeing them for what they really are…scared
We are all clowns with painted faves of a life that is not real
Personal demons are the killers of our inner children
They choke the very last breath of life from their innocent lifeless bodies
You are your own worst enemy
They make you feel each emotion like liquid fire, burning every cell of your being
They make you feel like you are more alone then anyone has ever been alone
Make you sad like you have never been sad before and will never smile ever again
We fuel our demons with all the regrets and lost hopes in our lives
The demons are always looking for a way to get their fill
Not caring that they will inevitably kill their host…us
But yet we still go along with this charade
Like we are on pre-made tracks that only go one way
I look around and I see us all becoming lifeless drones, in this circus that we call life
So let’s all go to our closets and pick out our favorite mask
My mask is the one with the pretty big smile and longing eyes it seems to work the best for me
Kariann Alcala
I agree with the logic of the poem. Days are gone when we enjoyed our work. Now surviving is the essential task of the most of us. I like your thoughts and the ending. Better to smile than cry. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Thank you. This is one of my favorite poems I have ever written. I am glad to know that other people feel the same way I do . Thank you for your support! 🙂