What Controls You Poem by Ari Ryan

This is the lie you live.
This is the hate from within.
This is the hope you lost,
This is the cause you fought.
This is the dreams you hate
This is the high you never sustain.
This is you coming down
Into a fog of dark clouds.
These are the things you live,
The attachment of all your strings,
This is the truth to your lie,
Your best friend to whom you can’t confide,
This is what controls you.
This is the withdrawals you kin,
This is the shake in your skin.
This is your destruction
Of your reconstruction.
This is what keeps you hidden
What keeps you sinking.
This is the vision you lost,
The dream that fades away.
This is your life,
This is your decay.
This is what you live,
The attachment to all your strings,
This is the truth to your lie,
Your best friend to whom you can’t confide,
This is what controls you.