Communicate, communicate.... breathe, inhale and communicate
Tell it as it is or do you perceive me as not being able to handle the truth
Too afraid learning what you're really after: a servitor - don't you feel
I deserve some credit or is my level of comprehension not good enough!
Master plan is throwing me off balance; no glance into the future
Slowly, steadily you beckon me into your web of deceit: fixated pulling the rope
Remain ignorant to what you're really after, without suspicion I willingly fall into
your net: feeling trap like an animal who has fallen for the bait
Under a magic spell in a trance behaving like some kind of caged wild beast
Cornered! Eyes closed, ears shut to warning signs all isn't well; a flock of muted
Sheep moving towards an unseen stream being taken away by the current; unstoppable
Obey your every command; too late I'm hard! Hook line and sinker: Phew! Can't get away
from the stench in the midst must stay: your prisoner in captivity bow down
I'm subservient; a puppet without any say
Pointless begging for release you'll not loosen the chain: Got me tied to it
Why should I have it easy! Not a game of cat and mouse a case of master and servant
Blood and sweat, looking at the cover not the inner being who has a soul who will
eventually retaliate and break free.
4/8/16
Sylvestina Simmons
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