Caught Between Grasps

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Your a fucking hypocrite, demand me one thing and turn around to do the other. Do you know how hard it is for me to comply with what you're asking for, do you know how many times i've been asked to change myself for others, to have their acceptance of being "Myself "around them. If you were to ask me who I am today, I wouldn't even have a straight answer, because the person I am today isn't me... I'm a puppet, a slave of humanity. Mankind has a tight grasp on me and I can't seem to set myself free, And the one person, who help me to escape their clutches before, has just turned around to become My One Significant Puppet-master. I've fallen into his hands we were one with each other two hearts beating for one another, but my heart beats just little bit differently now. I'm hanging on by his thumbs and my latches there loosening, my strings untied, my limbs week, and my body and mind tired. I just want to shut down, throw me in a casket! While I still have the little pieces of myself I do have. I won't fight, my tears are all dried up and I'm half conscious anyway, so what's the point?! What is the point of still using me, why am I still here, Im feel broken, I'm useless , just toss me out already!

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