Puppet Strings

I haven't typed lately because of my computer screwing up. I hope everyone who read this had a Merry Christmas

Where is everyone,
the shadow is falling,
time is repeating itself,
even when I'm fighting,
you have sold you body away,
it was supposed to go to me,
I craved it with all my heart,
I was blind to see,
behind all that kindness of a puppet,
it drained at my chest,
now the body has been polluted,
I guess my pain was the best,
the best thing fro you,
and you did it with a smile,
I know now,
I would walk this mile,
A MILE to break my trance
my trance, of the puppet strings...

"Every heart hath its own ache"