Puppets of society
It struck when her mind was yet to flower,
Hiding what she believed to be the truth.
Fidelity captured and contained to reduce its power,
Breaking free of its chains- it ran loose.
She entered the pass phrase to the portal,
Unleashing a beast never thought to exist,
She looked down and gave smiles the awful,
Though behind what she saw lied myths.
Costumed thoughts, corrupted souls,
Each brain carried no message.
Losing herself as she fell into the mould,
The pace of crudity is impressive.
Blindly, she dived into the fire,
Not knowing the outcome.
Other prisoners reacted against her desire,
Then distress leaked out all at once.
Different to what she expected,
They pitied upon her structure,
Names of agony were projected
As she was unique compare to the others.
Robots controlled by the wrong,
Repetitively breaking her as she grew strong.
Demoting, destructing , destroying her mentality,
As she wasn\'t thick enough to meet the expectations of reality.
Shattered shards of ache cut from the inside,
Whilst the broken mirror pieces constantly told her lies.
The killer had finally taken her as his
And forced her to dance like a puppet on strings.
Her life no longer hers but owned by the dominant,
Affected by the amount of likes and comments,
It took her life and left her in an empty position,
Will you still agree to the terms and conditions?
By D\'anna-Mae Holness