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Freak Show

Contributed by bobotheclown on Saturday, 7th December 2002 @ 05:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



These burns are infected
Oozing pus and hauntingly bright red
I am numbed to the pain
And the burns speak volumes
If they could talk
They'd be screaming

My arm looks abnormal
So I'm thrown on a stage
I'm a freak show
Told to entertain
Showing off my cuts
And infected burns

The salty tears do not flow,
But the stage is bathed
By my swiftly flowing blood
My body covered with scars
And the audience almost drooling
In their perverted pleasure

I dance across the stage
Like some showgirl,
Like some showgirl
And the audience throws flowers
As I draw pictures on myself
The more I hurt, the more they enjoy

They cast their beady eyes
Towards the stage,
The stage of broken dreams and shattered hearts
I want to leave,
But the whip lashes out
And I stagger back

My whole body aches with pain
My heart struggles to beat
Laced with scar tissue
I see their hateful eyes
Only glowing with pleasure
When I shriek in pain

I'm the freak in freak show
It's time to end both
So I slice my jugular
As the crowd cheers
Like they've won a victory
And their spittle bathes me

My body is destroyed and weakened,
But my eyes are defiant and hateful
And I stare at the audience
Caressing them with guilt
And the audience leaves
And I'm tossed into the sewer
To make way for the new freak




Copyright © bobotheclown ... [ 2002-12-07 05:30:00]
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Re: Freak Show (User Rating: 1 )
by frozensuicide on Saturday, 7th December 2002 @ 08:20:43 PM AEST
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shhhhh.... i have a secret.... i like this one. its really good and descriptive! nice going there buddy! im just like that. i wear tank tops and show em off. hehe. not all the time though, mom's makin me be normal and wear long sleeves. but this is good i like it! your not a freak! just misunderstood!!!


Re: Freak Show (User Rating: 1 )
by bopeep on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 11:50:07 PM AEST
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we are all entertainers in this world. its kinda weird showing off scars, its not really like "hey look i'm cool" more like "can you see my pain? can u see my hurt?" just sad that most ppl don't see it that way. still trying to get my parents to see it that way...not working


Re: Freak Show (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 2nd July 2003 @ 09:36:38 AM AEST
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I understand exactly how you feel......that poem makes me feel like i am not the only one. My mother doesnt see the pain she puts me through. she tells me she loves me but she doesnt. everything else is so much more important to her. She pretends not to see the rope burn on my neck or the bloody cuts on my wrists everyother day. She doesnt care anyway. Everytime i bleed the pain goes away untill i stop bleeding and then i want to bleed more...................




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