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Control
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thedarkthatiwas PM
Being, uh, controlled... Title says all. Just read!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 360 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 03-10-05 - id: 1856063
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Smug smile on your face

Bright eyes staring into my own

Domineering, controlling

And I am helpless, my mind is open

To you and your mind games

Your mind tricks and twists

Or so you would like to believe.

What would you do

Should I resist, with all my power

Fight back, break free

Do my own thing, live my own life…

You smile, mentally replacing

The iron shackles around my mind,

Ensnaring my soul, my identity

And as my head drops and I give in,

I watch through tortured eyes

The torment others receive

A kind gift from you, you say

We have to put them in their place.

You will help me, will you not?

Be my ally, my friend. We can have fun

Together, as we already are.

Don't you see? Come

And we can be one…

But through my captured mind, I can see

The hidden messages behind your kind-hearted words.

What you really mean:

We can be good friends,

Until I get bored of you,

You dull creature. You despicable

Unable to think for yourself

But do I care? No, all the better

For me, I can use you, I can exploit you

And when I am done with you,

I shall cast you away

You will be hated

You will be an outcast

And I will laugh loudly in my glee…

I know all this, but yet

I cannot resist. I am helpless

And I nod my head in shame

As your eyes light up, your brows

Slanted down, your mouth stretched

In a wide crocodile grin.

People staring

People glaring

We are not your friends anymore…

I know all this

Why can I not resist?

I am helpless

I am hopeless

I am disloyal

They will not forgive and forget

I know all this…

Control is a terrible thing

Nightmares plague me

Terrible images

Which will come to pass

Should I continue to give in,

I am weak

I am a puppy-dog

Led around blindly.

I am trying, can't you see?

Fighting the restraint,

Resisting the control,

And you snap your fingers…

And I bow my head in shame.

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