Master of Puppets

My therapy, my sanity, my life, my love, my

Heart, my fear, my devotion.

All of this Ifound in her. All of this I found

in my relationship with her.

My “relationship” was a farce.

A joke.

A cruel hoax played by the female of the

Species who claimed her love for me.

Maybe it was the exhiliration of the lie

That made her last so long.

Maybe it was the elation at seeing my pain

That made her prolong her experiment.

THAT, is what and who she is.

A master of the farce. A cruel slavedriver

That make’s men’s hearts to jump at her call.

A tyrannical force that kille and maims with

a smile and a tear.

A bane to all men.

One who flatters with lies and then ensnares the

Heart with a wicked smile.

One who hypnotizes with her “drowning pool” eyes.

Honestly, I loved her truly, and to mine own shame I love her still.

The master of puppets won yet again.

24/12/07