Puppet Master

Oh master , my master how I bow to you 
I will go anything for you 
Yet you deserve nothing 
Your a loyal friend   
A feared enemy 
Still the only one I trust 

 oh master , My master how I hate you 
I want to let you go 
But need you 
Thought I could trust you 
It was just lies 
Still can't let you go 

To play with my master 
Is a game of risk 
It's truth or dare 
You always knew just how 
To pick me up and 
Let me down 

I'm sick without you 
And with you I'm 
Worthless 
You turn my brain 
To mush 
And warm my blood 

Oh master ,my master it's time to 
Say goodbye 
I don't want you 
Pulling my strings 
Anymore 
You Wil be missed 
Oh master of mine 
But I can no 
Longer play with you 
So this is goodbye .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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September 7, 2017 at 12:37 AM
A brave decision, learning to live without strings is very difficult. Your poem describes the separation process well.
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