They Control Me

You can never act rationally 
In fear and hate
They show you no sympathy
As they toy with your fate
Shielding you eyes 
From the truth of your life 
Growing off of your cries
Thriving off of your strife
Slowly and softly
Getting under your skin
Till they burn viciously
Like a fiery sin,
That you can never scratch out
And you can never douse down 
No matter how much you shout
You’re still going to drown
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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February 27, 2009 at 7:05 PM
Truer words were never spoken. Nice write Tayler.
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