A puppet!

Being stuck in a grip

                                                           Puppet

Go ahed and free me fom my oxidation, the audience is enjoying, 

watching me suffer, I'm no longe A man tap dancing for small amounts

of change, on ghetto street corners, Heroin owns me, controlling me,

choking me, the manuet figure is cloning me, making a duplicate of me,

without my permission, 

The puppeteer pulls on my ropes, forcing me to perform another show,

I can't decide which way, I like to go, the side show begins over and over

and over again, I can't escape the many many different ropes, holding me

Hostage, I'm just a damn puppet consigned to hell, Afraid to call on God, 

at midnight, I sometimes stare into the bathroom mirror, trying to find my

reflection, but I only see a fraction, not part of a whole, limited as a reduction, 

not an equation, only a .5 human, with mud on my soul, I'm just a damn puppet,

carved out of termite infested drift wood, with no place to go, go ahead and control

me, own me Heroin, take me place's I don't want to go, keep pulling on my ropes, 

Playing with my soul, the side show keeps going on and on and on, will the curtins,

ever close, never any curtin calls, never any applauses, from any of the street folk's,

that don't care if I live or die! 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"I'm just a damn puppet,

carved out of termite infested drift wood, with no place to go, go ahead and control

me, own me Heroin, take me place's I don't want to go, keep pulling on my ropes,




Playing with my soul, "

A powerful poem. Thank you for sharing...:)...........................

[Kathrine Rethorn]

A very powerful piece i enjoyed reading. I love poems that can make the reader feel, I felt a heavy weight, anger and resentment.

[Valentine]

Never been on drugs not prescribed by my doctor but I could feel much emotion in the write referring to the strings pulling. No, they do not care if you live or die, that is your choice. Valentine

[Lotus Flower]

What a strong piece! So dark and twisted.

[Wolf]

This is a harrowing account of the pull of drugs on the soul. I have not done drugs, but my husband was a crank junkie - So I can feel your emotions. Of course I take so many meds it is like being an addict.
Splendid imagery and emotion here. You very adeptly cram your feelings down the reader's throat -and that is a compliment. I love poetry that drags me by the tail where it wants me to go. Your structure and forms and all that poetic stuff is good. I love this - and it brought back dark memories that will lead me to write. I will read more of your work. Does this site have a favorites list of some sort?

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dark come around the us. very nice twisting words. i just hope you are not heroine

[Shannon Howard]

This is my favorite from your posts! Great job! I enjoyed it!

[Jaime]

great comparison to a puppet. drugs can make you feel like that.. not having control, your moves dictated for you. I only suggest you clean it up a bit and fix the spelling errors, just my opinion.. thanks for the read

[Johnson Bobby]

Beautiful work! Nicely done!

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i totally agree

[wordman]

a write close to home for a lot of people just posted crack it is similar