A Girl who ran Away with the Circus

Fastidious in my guilt
Stoic in my grief

I walk a tightrope of normalcy

One foot
In front of
The other

I will make it across

Upon the last step
It will end

Making this promise every time

Still I walk
Performing for everyone

One foot
In front of
The other

Going back across

Stained by my guilt
Overwhelmed by my grief





(January 29th)