Life's Circus

by Paul Hirst   Sep 18, 2017


In life's circus a clown I play a painted smile I wear each day

Acting the fool for all to see while ambidextrously juggling pain and anxiety

This smiling face painted on only untill everyone has gone

And then alone I sit in our park and cry a fools tears into the dark

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  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    Well done-I think a lot of us can identify with this. It's hard going out each day and putting on that mask to hide the hurt and pain we are,feeling.

  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    I know this feeling well so much so this touched me more than I could explain. Simple some may say but definitely profound and raw

  • 7 years ago

    by Mark

    Nice Paul! Painted smile...life's a circus...like it alot

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Reminds me of a poem I wrote recently in content and is something so many on here can relate to, I'm sure. Great write.

    Take care,
    Ben

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