Puppet

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Once again

I am drowning

in my tears

in my emotions

they control me

as if I

am the puppet

slowing falling

farther and farther

into the water

 while the my emotions

play with me

like there puppet

crying, whimpering

shaking 

I can not stand

anymore

my knees give out

I am not the puppet 

that they desire 

I am thrown out

discarded 

no longer cared for

my strings are tangled

I cannot move

my paint is washing away

I am no longer

the puppet 

you once had

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