I feel the incessant tugging to act

with no accord of my own.

Thinking every move I make is from

sheer will but it’s not.

Like a doll, I feel my master forcing

my limbs to move.

Even now I do not believe that my own

thoughts are  my own.

If I’m a puppet, am I real?

Is this reality or am I walking the floors

of a dollhouse?

I can’t tell anymore.

-by Grim Angel


Image: by  Hugobarjot