by reginadee2014

The Truth picture dreamstime_xs_19696727[1]


Regina Puckett


Letter after endless letter

Words make me their debtor

They smother me with their need

Taking great joy in the way I bleed

They think they’re the ones in control

But there’s something they don’t know

I’m the one using them to my own end

And I won’t be happy until my will they bend

So let the words do their best to master me

While I’m offering them the chance to be free