Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
Marionette
Marionnette
By: Veronica Maddox
I’ve been used like a doll
A simple puppet on strings
For I wait for your call
For my own chance to perform
For years I’ve fought to escape
These chains
But in reality there are only
Threads that bind me to you
Encased in a wooden shell I’ll
Scream
I’ll cry until my voice grows hoarse
But nothing will show through this
Emotionless mask
That I have given myself
I cannot leave you Master
For then I’ll have no purpose
So for now I’ll wait patiently
For the puppet show to begin again…