Dark, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Pulling Strings

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Slender strings strung tight, 
You shamble forward, 
One forced step at a time
Free will, freedom, dreams, 
All a hopeless ideal, 
The strings control
Your every move
If you smile, 
It's the choice of another
If you cry, 
It's the decision of another
Nothing you can do, 
But follow the lonely path set ahead
Tethered to the one above, 
Your life is forever held
In their calculating hands

© 1 October 2019, by Haley Scully


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