The Mime's Mask
Written January 9, 2004
Drag me away from the pain, the cold.
Drag me away from growing old.
Drag me away because I’m scared of the past.
Drag me away or I will not last.
Drag me away, oh dear God, please!
I’m begging you to please not leave.
Drag me away from the present that I’m currently in.
Drag me away because my existence already died within.
Drag me away God, please don’t leave me here.
I’m dying from the inside out with life’s piercing spear.
Drag me away because there’s no way out.
Please don’t leave me here to wander about.
I look up, down, right and left.
I’m scared because I can’t take another step.
My life stops here and I don’t know why.
All I know is that all I can do is cry.
I can’t do this alone and no one’s here to help me.
It’s like dying in a burning house with no one there to save me.
So, drag me away to a new place, a new time, no end.
So, I can start over and escape the mime that I live in.