The Puppeteer's Eyes

Eyes that follow me through my wildest fantasies

wearing a silken stare cutting through my forsaken dreams

Squandering through the fogs of life

scavenging through the pity of mankind as it roams the lands,

life foreclosing its blank stare, singing the song of the

lost mind, the forgotten play, the forbidding smile

Those eyes are our own, silently judging our life

sulking in the saturated past,

Always seeing through our lies to ourselves

They are but shadows to us, blinded by the future,

running from the light that drives our very being

distorted by the reality around us,

begging for us to halt, to release our dreams by the scorched

rope many people ahead of us have grappled

captivated by the ruined past,

our mind runs, trailing through the past to avoid the inevitable future

Trying to fortify itself from the truth

We are just puppets among these inner demons,

their wars tearing our lives apart from the inside,

magnifying our emotions by bickering sides

Cornering each other in the open,

a problem without a solution,

a stairway without steps

all affirming its splintered hope, glued together

until it is held, it’s nimble body shattering before our eyes in disbelief

Those eyes are death itself, it’s weary deception

playing into your life, bending you to it’s will,

seeing you as it sees fit, feeding from your soul little by little,

clawing at your insides until you are all but a suit, used to muse

the frolics of everyday lives of the common person,

Put under the illusion that there is not another way,

that you are bound by chains that will not be broken

But alas, you are only bound by strings!

their many fibers intertwining as you are left to watch in dismay

As the puppeteer pulls you through the air,

Making your lifeless form shift through the air

blind to yourself and to everyone around you,

you leap silently through the airs following you,

smiling in approval.

Author's Note

I do not own this picture, here is the original: http://mattbenfly75.deviantart.com/art/Broken-the-puppeteer-396042731

Reviews

[Peter Pan]

Nicely written. Good job.