Puppet Poem by Mikayla Buthelezi

Our eyes draw to each other like a desire so dark I know you're wrong for me, every part of me cries no, but once you give me a chance to leave the silence that stays with dead bodies lays in my presence that gives the freedom feelings of emptiness and all I ever think of is the deadly pleasures of that fire only you burn in me that would leave a stain imprinted onto lips that my fingers would touch gently tracing each memory of how your hands would leave a print sided on my face when you would passionately make me feel as if I was the only one made for you like a magic spell put on me, hypnotized by you everything would lead me back to the sent of his perfume that would drive me crazy

I fight you in my dreams but cry at your absence once I awake from my dreams unable to sleep 
Each day you pull me in closer and closer like a puppet I dance to the beat of your rhythm but as you pull each string I'm fool to you
I could list endless reasons of why I should choose the doors of freedom that stand still in my corner but your words of the impossibility to escape a venomous love like this crosses me each time and moments of you are mine and I am forever yours skin to me like a tatoo you draw me in every time and every time you take the light in me that once shined as bright as the sun and leave it dim as the only hope lays on your tongue painting my body, the desire between us only intensifies more and more, body to body it was never just sex

It was our souls touching but I know you're wrong for me every part of me cries no, but once you give me a chance to leave, the silence that stays with dead bodies lays in my presence that gives the freedom feelings of emptiness I hated you every time we would touch but the hatred in my eyes, my kiss and body made me want you more as the desire was dark but in its soul crushing pain there hid a beauty of the addiction that created an undeniable obsession, that just made us hungry every time we would depart
The devilish smile that would present itself when you knew you had me under the touch of your finger and that generated a darkness in me that would dig nails deeply into my skin only to make me hate you more I hated the imagined site of you just as I'd spit into your presence you would smile into the moment of it all just to pull all of my strings, controlling me I'd fall into your twisted fantasy
Your hands that would then carve the shape of my body and the evil that would shadow your eyes as you scan my figure in pretentious love as the illusive image of our fairlytale flys around us, our bodies touching only to rise fires of hell that we would burn into as the heat increases in the comforting feel of our bodies, you would sink your teeth into my skin to remind me of your ownership just as I try to fight back I would fall lost and effortlessly into your hypnotic trap where you would look deep into my eyes snatching the freedom away from my body I give into your games as the twist curls my toes giving me a pleasure I only end up wishing for later

Just for you to cut away my strings, throwing away every memory of our love was once so real and bloomed only in light, you lock me on the other side of the doors of freedom

but I guess you did me a favor

Even though the knives thrown at me cutting through me, slicing each part of me into pieces may have came to an end but the moments of light and the lies of the darkness left a missing feeling in me as though all I knew had left me now all I ran away from should have put me at peace but like a drug addict taken off crack the deadly euphoria that you knew would kill you but the reality of life that had nothing you could live for but in the high that would send you into another world feeling like nothing had ever been wrong, even though you were my pain there was a deadly thrill in all the danger because i felt safer in your pain than in the judgmental reality of the world
There could be a list of reasons to why I should have left you earlier but the highs of this love that may have never existed still felt real
It was the same love I first smiled to, dreaming our future in my sleep and then the same love I cried, screamed and grew a killing hatred for
But just as I was drunk with pain and pleasure
The sour bitterness shared between us felt more comfortable than the remaining wounds that still burn if I were ever to visit reality
but I was forever yours and you were mine through time that bed was our place of light and our place of darkness we have laughed and sunk into the drunk pleasure of the bleeding pain that would only haunt us
I was your puppet each day you had me on a string, I would do your bidding but with all that hated I was still ever so in love with the wounded scars that left stained colours across your masculine figure, like a book others would judge the site of your imperfect scars as every wounded scar carried a dark demonic past that everyday boils into you but in all that darkness I was always and forever your light
Through pain we grew into each other but the obsession in the moments we had, only put more strings on me when you wanted to controll me but in all those moments, many wouldn't understand
How breathless I would fall, anxiously awaiting your touch as our bodies collided into a paradise that formed a dark desire so intense that hell itself would fall into a jealous shame
The beauty of the timed pace we would follow in tune to each other as your breath is on mine, our eyes meet into a fantasy as you take me to heaven just to remind me I am forever yours
Now I lay here desolving into the emptiness of the freedom I would cry for

But now that I feel the freedom in the air, feeling the breeze brush upon my skin only reminds me more of you

You always had a way to throw me away just to leave me hungry and slowly pull me into your trap of lust

But I was your puppet and I did not care of who I may have seemed to you anymore as long as I didn't have to feel this pain without you
I would rather die to you than die to suffocating air in a freedom I can bearly gasp another living breath in, sleep in and eat in

I sit here dead but alive as my hands trace all of you on my once so alive body that now has gone so cold
All I yarn for is your kiss so venomous but so full of life as I'd float into you, only waiting for more
I now still wait for you to leave me beat down on the verge of death ready to leave this world in dust and perish with the wind as if my exist served no importance  just for you to remind me that this is a venomous love I could never escape even if I tried

As I am forever yours and you are mine.