No Control

No Control
by Craig Alan

I try so hard to make one, to make life, to make the world follow my plan
With struggles that rape my very being that only few truly understand.
Forever failing and never growing wise
Physically beaten, emotionally scarred and left with a pit in my throat that will inevitably lead to my demise.

With a…

Gaze from the Eyes that pierce
Eyes that see through your lies,
Hypnotize, and mesmerize,
Striking fear in your heart

Echoes in the Ears
Ears that ache and ring
Ignoring the cries that sing
Never listening to the faint beckoning

Cracking of the Lips
Lips that spew obscenities,
With words that drop you to your knees,
Shield of the black tongue lashing out.

I try so hard to make one, to make life, to make the world follow my plan
With struggles that rape my very being that only few truly understand.
Forever failing and never growing wise
Physically beaten, emotionally scarred and left with a pit in my throat that will inevitably lead to my demise.

With …

Fists that make the Hands
Hands that hold your Fate
Grinding you down to facilitate
Shaping you to embrace my world

Toying of the Mind
The head that stings and pounds
With thoughts full of empty sounds
Contemplating and constructing plans to make you mine

Kicks from the feet below
Stomping your emotion and confidence down
Bringing your high spirits back to ground
To set in stone your place in life.

I try so hard to make one, to make life, to make the world follow my plan
With struggles that rape my very being that only few truly understand.
Forever failing and never growing wise
Physically beaten, emotionally scarred and left with a pit in my throat that will inevitably lead to my demise.

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