Breathless, I strain
Against the pull of the puppet string –
In the confines of the circus ring.
Like a demonic sadist,
You torture me like a mere plaything.
From one crazy height
To another of insanity you swing.
Flirting with madness,
You revel in your lunatic fling;
Forcing me on the tightrope,
You laugh at how I struggle to cling.
You pull at me harder
Just to relish in how my screams sing,
For I am your puppet
And you, insanity’s best circus king.
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