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3/24/18
I have a desire, for my sense of independence. So overwhelming it is, that it no longer makes sense, no longer do I hold a wish, to be a marionette.
And all the abuse you put me through, I'd just as soon forget. The time has come, for me to sever all the string, that once held me up, I'm aware of the it'll bring
Puppet No More,
I'm breaking free of all the chains. No more will I be enslaved, to your twisted little games. Even if it kills me, I'd rather die than to be by your side.
I'd rather suffer along than to have you jerk me around. Willing to do whatever it takes, to free myself from you. I would rather feed myself to the wolves, than to let you do what you do. Strangely, you're just like a wolf bloodthirsty, and ravenous.
All the charm of a cobra, to convince me that I'm powerless. I can't believe; I gave you my soul, for just a few moments of passion.
Usually I'm more composed than that, head over heels not being my fasion.
BY: Jack M. Branch #R17203
Florida State Prison
P.O. Box 800
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I loved this. I loved Puppet No More so much. It spoke to me on a really deep level. I seem to get from this that maybe the narrator was in a romantic relationship that was abusive. Even if it wasn't a romantic relationship, it was abusive nonetheless.
I've been in a few abusive relationships of different types myself and I think you've described the feeling of wanting to break free really well.
The line, "I'd rather feed myself to the wolves than let you do what you do" is so perfect. I love it because it's so emotionally charged and rageful and yet, vague about what the actual cruelty consisted of.
Keep writing poetry. You're amazing at it.
-Grace