At the Circus

Yesterday, I found a place,
Where Devils spoke with no face:
"Now presenting, with applause
Our servant, bound by this clause."

Pushed around by those you serve
To their will you bend and curve.
Have you always felt despair,
Can my will your life repair?

I am the joke to your laugh
Without you, I am but half.
And believe I wouldn't dare
Leave you, my love, or your stare.

Come with me, dark dancing clown
Away from here, and this town.
Let's together run away
And forever we can stay

Together and always true.
But now I live without you
Because, how sad and unfair,
You were never really there.