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since I am in a dark place, here's a ditty for you
I am a clown filled with sadness
time is ticking in my madness.
I need someone to hear me cry
so I do not have to keep living this aweful lie.
disorder and chaos blankets my voice
I do not anymore feel like I have a choice.
I can laugh and joke like the rest of you
but the chance to break this is not anything new.
I am chained to the depths of hell and beyond
it is the courage to face this that I seem to con.
I wonder why people stay away from me
from the emotions of darkness that I am afraid to see.
I am a clown of sadness that is forced
I wonder why I do not receive any kind of remorse.
I have no one to blame except myself
its time to finally put this humor on the shelf.
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