Puppet

• Artist: Grimm Von Reaper
• Description: A poem written for 'a certain person' called The Puppet. It fit perfectly for my treatment by him, seeing as he apologized after betraying me and that part of me, however small it was, that wasn't mad at him or terribly mashed up and hurt grew while talking to him, and next thing I knew as a whole he was forgiven.
  A special thanks to Jin Revan and psychoticpyro for the support. This is for you guys!
• Date: 07/19/2008
• Tags: puppet pain forgiveness love lost

You leave the dagger dug in deep, tearing out my heart
With your greedy hands you've killed me, kill me.
The stake you drive so violently into that part of my mind
That still yearns for you, you twist it to your will.
You make me your puppet, make me your slave.

The scarlet that stains your hands, your mind, your lips
Do you recognize that sinister taste?
The taste of betrayal, agony, and pain.
Leave my body twisted in the streets
The crimson river running under civilian feet.

The puppet comes to life, dancing and twirling,
The strings get twisted, doll turns on master.
Tear the stake from skull, rip the dagger from chest.
Plunging them into you you become mine
For eternity be mine, a slave, a puppet of red.

Comments

[Mandy_Candy_2013]

Wow, that is really good! biggrin I love it! 5/5!

[LucidRain]

I like it. I don't know what it's like to be betrayed like you wrote, but I understand hurting.
5/5