Manipulation

Voices that whisper into morbid ears Appealing as a siren they lure you Tell you lies that feed you along Make you a puppet from your own will Pulling your strings back and forth Making you sway in longing Voices that tell you… What’s wrong is right. What’s right is wrong. Faces that contort when they look at you Frown like a disappointed mother Smile when they say they can help you Warm smiles that hold a lingering promise Ensnaring you in a web too thick You find yourself incapable of escaping But they twist words and expressions Making you think the way they want you to. Manipulating you into submission. Saccharine words that turn acerbic Voices that persuade. Faces that connive. A body that manipulates.