23 January 2010

[Poetry] Marionette

Pinnochio and I should be best friends
We dance unwillingly to the rhythm your fingers play
Limp arms and legs dangle freely for your selfish entertainment

My heart is simply a piece of accidental wood placed in my flesh
All feelings and opposition are considered miniscule

Relentessly, I fight your tyranny
Each time, I remain a pawn in your control
Resistance is no match to your retraint

"Dance!" Orders overpower merciful screams
Buried is my hope for a brighter tomorrow
Gone is the desire for individuality
Evaporated dreams seap slowly from my lifeless body

With a painted-on smile, limp arms and legs flip and flop
As you please
Your will be done
For my will is gone
I am yours
Yours truly


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