Control me With my emotions Control me With my dreams Control me Because you can Control me And cause me to bleed
My life is not my own Because you sit on the throne But once you turn around My strength will be so keen You’ll want to take back The times you controlled me
Control me And watch as I succeed Of making you think That you once controlled me
I don’t know what really inspired this. If I have to find the root to this poem, it would be that I hate when someone just wants to control you because they think they have a right to. They play with your emotions and hurt you. But then when you realize the hold they have on you, you come out stronger than ever. And that’s the best control you’ll ever have. To have control over your strength. Is the best thing one can do.
We're dying by the minute Our minds choked on rubble Of failed ideologies and pretentious dogma Our identities are lying in the debris somewhere over-shadowed with towering posters, Stigmatised and afraid
We're living in absolute secrecy burying our hearts in darkness Blotting out our inner selves Filtering out our scars for the sake of social acceptance Our souls go up for a trial each night As we concede defeat to a foe unseen
Our lives are trapped In a sorrow unending Stripped away of joy the endless tribulations Of our souls Speak of the ails of a society Steeped fast in irrational prejudices
Dear self, Tonight is hard. You are being flooded By intrusive memories, And your mind is muddled With self doubt and destruction. Vices beckon Like skeletons dressed as old friends And the emotional scars Sting just as much as the physical ones.
Sweet girl, You are tracing old marks In your skin Please Do not repave them. Remember all the times like these? Consumed by darkness that Eclipses the sun itself. How many times have you crawled out Of the trenches?
My darling dear, Do not doubt your resilience. We both know that Tomorrow will come And while I cannot promise it Will be brighter, It will still be new.
Today I logged on for the first time in nearly 3 years. I’ve been going through an incredibly difficult time lately, and I stumbled across a piece I wrote in 2016 titled “Something New” I’m so grateful I did, as it brought on the motivation to write again for the first time in what feels like forever.
This is the revised version, 5 years later. I made it a new post because I feel I am a different person today, and I wanted to have a record of my progress.