we're nothing but puppets
2013-03-10 11:13:28 (UTC)

just a poem

i sit and watch the way it lumbers
taking each victim by surprise.
it rarely holds on tight
even more so for a few nights.

i am protected,
but i still see.
i have lived through it,
and it left me lonely.
it burned when i came too close,
turning beating muscle into a stone.
rythm of life is not all it took,
there's much more to it
than even i knew.

i am protected,
but i still see,
how it hurts the others
to whom it came so suddenly.

how do i stop this torture
and pain?
it's simple,i can't,
there is no antidote
just time and wait.


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