Carnival Time Tonight

carnival time tonight
when the sky seems all spotted and sick
and excess seems like an old but unpleasant friend
luridly leering at your exploits and cackling in delight
somehow, you've come to want to please him
even though you hate him dearly
he pushes you into each dizzying ride, then fades away before
the crash that leaves you blissfully senseless  for a few
wonderful candyİcoated moments of nil
His fever has caused you to pollute yourself so thoroughly that
the natural seems unnatural to you now
And it is, for purity has long ceased to be your natural state
he keeps kicking you along, and you let him, because although
you hate him, a part of you knows that he keeps you from what
would happen if the rides were to stop
and what would happen? ....................take a drink!
and the poison will flow and the world will spin, and all of
your filaments will be tied up into his immoral heart
pain and vulgarity are your refuse now, for the pure and good
serve only to remind you of what you've lost
what you've sacrificed to the altar of who-gives-a-shit
you used to think a thief had gotten in somehow, and made off
with the spinning, shining jewel of your soul
but truth finally smacked you and shoved you stuck toothpicks
under your eyelids one night
And you realized that you that you sold your jewel for pint of
Jack Daniels and a pack of Lucky Strokes
you drank your dreams and pissed out your potential
and sold out everything and everyone dear to you to quell
the screaming, bleeding wounds inside
the wounds from what?...........have a joint!
The younger carnival goers still think it's cool, think
it's romantic, think it's the only way to die
well, they say carnivals are for the young
you can remember when this Donkey Island pulled you in with the same
line of sawtoothed sweet talk
"Step right up! No rules, no limits, no parents! Nothing but
the very best of excess and indulgence! Get your tickets now!"
forgetting to mention no hope, no dreams, no peace, no love,
no soul, no pleasure, no life, noBODY, not any more
The tattered threads which held your life together
The little bits and pieces that marked where you began and the
rest of the world ended
Were ripped out and thrown away,because limits are SO unfashionable
And all the while, the old man stood laughing
Saying "There it goes, kid. Say goodbye to your future. Who
needs it, eh? What, you do? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Tough luck now, kid!"
Wait a minute... doesn't  that face look familiar?
Isn't that the man who.... take a drink!