Puppet

Puppet

-2 July 2006-

A limp form
across a shadowed
room
lying broken,
defeated...
lifeless...
she struggles to get up
yet she can not.
She longs to run
to be free,
yet her will
is not her
own.
she is merely
controlled...
owned...
imprisoned...
she is trapped
with no where
to go.
He holds the strings
She's his puppet
twirling,
spinning,
dancing
round and round.
He uses her,
then discards her
with a frown
She lay's there
broken,
defeated...
lifeless...
she wonders if
she has a purpose
she tries to tell herself
she'll be ok.
she's tries to make the pain
go away.
she can't help it
onward he commands
twirling...
spinning...
dancing...
yet again.
she's in his control
she's a puppet
destined to
obey his commands...
and who am I?
I am merely this girl
trying to survive.