Beyond the Extremities of My Mind

Puppeteer

Fear, anger, sadness... Regret.

Feeling after feeling, person after person, heartache then heartbreak.

This never-ending cycle that continues without hesitation

This feeling of helplessness that won't take a vacation

This life that I've survived but hardly am living

This route that I've taken ain't very forgiving

This mercy I'm craving but never receiving

This hole I fell into, now flooding with thoughts and emotions...

Emotions that tie me till I'm tightly bound

Bound with this darkness that slowly grows inside of me...

Till it's too dark to be found

Being in a dark place with the necessary tools

But without the accessories that act as the fuel

A flashlight with no batteries, a match with no spark,

A lighter with no trigger, a flint... with no steel.

My mind clouded with thoughts that drown out the light

My body bound with weakness it's getting hard to fight

Fighting for one last breath before going completely under

This storm in my head filled with lightning and thunder

I try to come up but I'm too weak to swim...

So now, I just sink.

There's a voice calling out to me...

No, it's just a hallucination...

No, no this is real and it feels like salvation

I reach for your hand and you pull me up higher

Lifting me out of the deep allowing me to respire

You bring me back up to my highest peak

And you praise me for getting back up on my feet

Only to realize that I am now standing on the edge...

And you push me back down to that storm you saved me from.

So now I am once again bound by the dark

One flashlight no batteries, One lighter no trigger,

One flint but no steel, One match, no spark.

A puppet, nothing more. Nothing more did I mean to you

So you just cut the strings that held me up there's nothing I can do.

The darkness surrounds me as I lay still here...

Just waiting to be used by this remaining line of puppeteers.