I am Just a Puppet

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I am bound to no great master
No man here nor high above
I am bound only to my darkening thoughts
and my quest to find true love

My control stick is my sanity
always wobbling side to side
It controls everything I do
Will I live or will I die?

My strings they are my hardships
Keeping me attached to Thought's strong hand
Never to let me roam too far
before he pulls me back again

I am just a puppet
Made of rotting lifeless wood
and this is just my poor attempt
to at last be understood

I laid here on this dusty shelf
like a child's lost play thing
'Til that fateful day I saw her face
My wooden heart began to sing

She dusted me off and cut my strings
I fell quickly to the floor
She picked me up and held me close
said, "Don't worry anymore"

Free from Thought I've found true love
Happiness at last
Safe from insecurities
and my dark and dreary past

True love is all you need
I finally understand
For once in all his life
This puppet takes a stand





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NeverKnew said...
Apr. 1, 2010 at 6:42 pm
This is a really good poem! It has great emotion and flow, and I can tell it means a lot to you and who you wrote it about/for. Awesome!! Keep writing! (:
 
DancerGirl232 said...
Oct. 25, 2009 at 9:04 am
I really liked this poem and thought you did a great job!
 
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