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.