Poetry

Rebecca, 31 december 2011

Control

why must you control me? ? ? 

just when l thought l was in the clear

you all over me like a cheap suit

that's been wore too much

like soul that has been taking from me by the devil

just when l thought l was finally free

you chain me like a dog 

and left me alone in the dark

why must you control me? ? ? 

why why why

control my heart

control my soul

control my life

control will kill me

control will make me suicidal

l need a rope

l need a chair

l need you to take this rope and tie it up there 

take the chair leave it there

and let me do the rest

lord let me die

l don't need this 

take this away 

l need to be free

l need to fly

if l can't live the life l want to live

let me die

l would rather die and be free 

then be alive and be controlled! ! !