ventriloquism

ventriloquism

A Poem by breanna.jpg
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date written: April 15, 2015

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i was hung up by strings
like a marionette in a class A act
but the puppeteer was myself
and i held the doll too high
to deal with such altitude
she cried and begged for mercy,
the strings becoming worn
leaving blood soaked rings from the tight grasp they held
she was only doing as she was told
so why the cruel punishment?
how can i be both the puppet
and the controller?
i was killing myself
with my standards set too high
it was me leading to my demise
no one else
and there was not a damn thing i could do about it

© 2015 breanna.jpg


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i am a photographer and artist who has just recently taken a huge interest in poetry. i use it as a creative outlet to help channel my emotions. more..

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