Carnival of Absurdity

It’s a carnival
Of absurdity
A festival
Of obscenity
It’s a circus
Of perversity
A celebration
Of insanity
On and on
In my head
For eternity

I dared to peak
Inside the House
Of Mirrors
What greeted me
Made me quickly
Reconsider

For staring back
At me was
No reflection
But the incarnation
Of my every
Imperfection

I tried to smash
Those windows
To reality
But the only thing
That shattered
Was my sanity

It’s a carnival
Of absurdity
A festival
Of obscenity
It’s a circus
Of perversity
A celebration
Of insanity
On and on
In my head
For eternity

Thought I’d
Take a ride
On the carousel
Let the horses
Carry me away
From this hell

When the music played
It sounded like
A tolling bell
A curtain call
A final dirge
A death knell

Sending out
A warning as
If to tell
There is
No escaping
From the carnival

It’s a carnival
Of absurdity
A festival
Of obscenity
It’s a circus
Of perversity
A celebration
Of insanity
On and on
In my head
For eternity

Plucked up
The courage for
The Ghost Train
A decision
For the life of me
I can’t explain

Less a haunting
More a taunting
Of my regrets
Reminding me
Of everything
I tried to forget

Searched the
Other sideshows
For a remedy
But each was just
Another freakshow
Of my memories

It’s a carnival
Of absurdity
A festival
Of obscenity
It’s a circus
Of perversity
A celebration
Of insanity
On and on
In my head
For eternity

[inspired by my composition of the same name]

2 Comments

    1. Just the words that came to mind when listening back to the music.

      I guess the House of Mirrors bit is a take on critical introspection and how attempts to hide (from) our faults, rather than embrace them, is damaging.

      Not sure about the carousel. Perhaps the futility of trying to run from our demons?

      And the ghost train seems to be about that path we all love to take, winding through the darkest parts of our brains, reliving the most excruciating, embarrassing or other regrettable memories.

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