Control is a Illusion

Control is a Illusion

A Poem by Sunshadow Coyote

My mind is my church,

The church is haunting me.

Feelings only a blind man can see.

You explain to friends feelings of a stranger.

When you are really the one wanting to be understood.

You want them to know the warning signs, without the humility

Take a bow I’ve done my part, but is that really enough to keep my soul?

I haven’t sold my soul to the devil, but my demons are catching up on me like an arrow

The game is played to win, the players are well trained, but they face there death and loss alone.

© 2012 Sunshadow Coyote

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This clearly has a deeper meaning and represents something more than it shows in black and white. What it is...well I'm going to say that that all depends on perspective of course.
To me, it was the relation people have with other people. When they will be fighting by someone's side, and when they'll be fending for themselves

Posted 11 Years Ago

Sunshadow Coyote

11 Years Ago

interesting always relate it to whos on your left side...mine however is the exact.. read more

11 Years Ago

I respect that

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Added on August 5, 2012
Last Updated on August 5, 2012


Sunshadow Coyote
Sunshadow Coyote

northbridge, MA

I enjoy the small things. If you can perceive life at my level (few can) then well be good friends. Perspective is everything. more..