Master at Work

A busy day proof; glowing face with a smile,

Happiness defined within character, for a long while.

Life had no flaws, beauty was all around,

Warm filled my pores as sweat surfaced, without sound.

Someone near shook my soul, waves of silence in the air,

Flush skin, damp glow, at a glance, you standing there.

Only moments before your presence; a silent spark,

Spark- electric wave the eye could not see,- bolt of dark.

Foundation of the large building, moved beneath my feet,

Weakness took over by surprise, my body quick began to heat.

What a feeling, energy that shook my foundation to the core,

Electric waves felt in the air, a buckling feel ----- a shuffle on the concrete floor?

A connection took hold, smothering force not letting go,

Unformilar loud voice from a distance, heard,

Intense prickling emerged within my soul, at a glance, lost for words.--

Eye contact made, a big smile covered your face,

Deyav'u, or another time and place?

My face must have been shattered or unsettled, mind and body not in line,

Physical, emotional, and mental, spark, magnetic pull with no remorse in mind.

Zapped by connection—energy drained in such short time frame,

Love in the air or warning signs, everywhere? A high risk gambling game.

Eight years later--- physical, emotional, and mental health has paid the price,

Twisted games you had to play, sneaky ways of being nice.

Cheating, lies, and alibi’s truth you can not tell,

Your skill player-- proof, -- my last name you cant spell.

Favorite color, important days, lost in the bottle so clear,

Where anger and belittle from a mouth- no fear.

Lured in by deceit, false character, charming lies,-cock-hold syndrome mind game,

Disrespect with brittle demand,

Act now or fear blows repeated blows from the hand.

Ups and downs, no fix can be purchased or found,

Nice furniture- comfy- clean beauty, money, even new cars,

Beautiful smile aged, depression surfaced, bitter words flow with ease,

Sign hanging on my heart, all the love I gave, stop hurting me –please!

Change impossible, no fix In sight,

Endless tears still fall at night.

When the master calls to puppet to play,

Puppet must go, and play along for the day.

Even though so much has been taken from within,

But for now play nice and do once again,

Conditioned to be on demand,

Or face the bitter chill of the masters hand.

One day puppet will follow through,

Be free and rebuild life, that puppet once knew.

Practice and play for the big day,

Master will one day fail as puppet runs away.

No longer speak of the exit plan,

As master believes puppet will always be hand and hand.

A Master biggest fear the string will break,

An exit for the puppet to make.

And 9 years later, puppet is free,

Master can not feel pain or see.

How puppet lead master to his final plea,

Puppet I played to rough, but to keep you is what had to be.

Puppet cut the strings, began to run,

Master called and puppet stopped, just as puppet always done.

The only thing puppet knew- to stop and play—

Conditioned to do what master demands everyday.

Once again the master has mastered his game,

Puppet conditioned to run and play, and stop when master calls her name.

Puppet will plan again, and follow through,

Master will redesign one more time, so puppet plays and says “Master, I need you”!