Puppeteer

A Poem by Lexi Richard

I have hid

for the past few years,

a gushing wound

and salty tears

I'm dangling by a string

veins pumping fear

please let me down,

my puppeteer

I've covered it up

with bandaids and grins

I never let you see

my aching pain within

You hold me captive

with only your eyes

like glistening gemstones

brighter than stars, they shine

Your voice like velvet

gets under my skin

sends shivers through my bones

bird song in oblivion

My thoughts are raw

like bullets in my brain

you're the cloud in front of my sun,

but my scorching summer's shade

You hit me like a tidal wave

drowned me in your sea

there isn't a way to escape

this salty misery

You're that scribbled, black ink

smeared upon the pages

ripped out from my journal

but never thrown away

Now you've got me shaking

like a California 'quake

I can't tell if their butterflies

or slithering snakes

Like a blunt knife in my ribs

this pain is so deep

It's burning in my throat

I feel it between my teeth

My heavy, choppy breathing

leads me to my sleep

my arms hang empty,

wishing you were in between

I know our hands won't connect

you'll never hear my screams

I'll forever be your rag doll

while you never think of me

I am completely caught

like a fish in your sopping net

fighting between my hopeless hopes

and my painful truth logic

I wish you would let me go

drop my puppet strings

but then I remember

you aren't doing a single god damned thing

-l.r.

© 2015 Lexi Richard

Author's Note

-l.r.

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I Am Svetlana

I absolutely LOVE the imagery you put into this to help express this piece! It tells of such raw emotions that most would be afraid to pen, but I am glad you got this out when you did. It's hard to remember certain things about certain people who should have been gone from our lives a long time ago. Some people we don't deserve, others we do, but it is more difficult to tell. Everyone hides behind their own mask, while soon enough, we let our emotions be in control, making us their puppet. I love this!

Posted 10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your review, I'm glad you enjoyed this piece! This piece is pretty close to my.. read more

Night

For me, this poem is a conundrum of bitter love and desperate tears. Unrequested emotions are among the most painful. You expressed this beautifully.

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