Puppet I’ve Been	Home- Poetry
I’ve closed my heart to other’s intentions No matter how well meaning they seem And yet for all that I am, all that I’ve been You’ve come to haunt my dreams Where once I was distant, now I burn brightly From fires you’ve lit in my heart And try as I might, I cannot escape them For there is no place I can start Or if I would want to, for what I’d be leaving Behind in the dust of my fear Surely you know, for I cannot hide it And yet I pretend when you’re near Soon you will find me, beneath the rumble Of the self left behind in the dust And I pray you be gentle, for all that I am I am no longer a demon of lust But of giving and caring, and holding and sharing Of things once thought not my own With you I am whole, complete, without rupture And now for my sins I’ll atone And through it you’ll hold me, and love me, and show me Not all that I’ve been is a lie Beneath the façade there is beauty and truth The puppet I’ve been will soon die
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