Buried Alive

When does you life quit being
yours but other peoples?
When do you stop feeling your
own feelings but those other people
make you feel?

Breaking the spirit of someone is
like burying them alive.
Like blowing out the flame of passion
that burned brightly at one time.
Taking a persons self esteem is like
killing them slowly.
Do I make sense?

Feeling like a lost soul and looking at
the next life with great anticipation.
Not wanting to stay in this life where you
feel you are nothing but someone else's
creation.
An extension of who they are and no sign
of who you were but a ghost.
Will anyone remember you ever existed?

How can you take someone's will and turn
it into your own?
How can you take their ideas and push
them aside like they were garbage?
How can you turn your back and ignore them?
How can you bury them alive with no feelings
of sorrow for breaking a persons spirit?

They say love will make you do anything.
I guess love is one of the reasons we let
ourselves turn into robots.
The person we love is so important to us
that we let them take control of us.
We let them beat us down till there is nothing
left of us.
We listen to them when they say all the pretty
words we want to hear while all the while
they are burying us alive with their controlling.

Soon we have no will of our own nothing left
for them to take........ so like a vampire when
the life's blood is gone, so are they.
We turn to dust and blow away in the soft breeze.

© 2006 Written By Sandra Gard