Puppet
At first;I assumed that I was this big great leader in the realm of madness,but then I realized that I was nothing more than a small figure.I was deceived;thinking that I had control,because my mind would allow me to burn the bridges,but then my heart would have me swimming back across the river.And it always seemed like a close-member.Someone who was connected & attached to me.Then;I tried to walk right,but they would say go left,and in my moments of rage they blinded me so I couldn’t see.But now I am free,and on this odyssey I lack a latch.And this time I plan on walking without you(Anger).With no strings attached…
-Lord Enigma
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