Marionette.
You played my strings.
You pulled me apart.
Saying sorry stings
My burning, broken heart.
You took advantage
Of every part of me.
How could I manage
To ever be free?
You choked me at the neck.
Yanked me like a dog.
Making me a desperate speck
Lost in your manipulative fog.
I tried to flee,
And I kept begging,
Yet you just threw me,
Down on the wrecking.
Give me that knife!
Cut me from this misery!
Take me from my strife!
Freedom is a mystery!
No strings attached
You had said.
Still I was latched,
Tied, and bled.
Under your control,
Getting away
Was my goal.
Yet still I stay.
Letting your hands dominate.
Never letting me deviate.
You, the puppeteer.
Me, the marionette.