The Joker In My Head

I am not me
I’m just a reflection
Having no control over what I’m doing
It’s like I’m a puppet
Some strange hand controlling me
Writing my fate
Deciding my destiny
Makes me do things that I never wished to
Makes me dance to his tune
How did this happen?
When did I let myself go?
When did I succumb to his powers?
I’ve been in his control as long as I can remember
I’ve been a slave to his commands
How did I become so neurotic?
How did I become so paranoid?
Have I really lost myself?
Am I really out of control?
Or am I just looking for someone to blame?

22 thoughts on “The Joker In My Head

  1. How well I know this feeling of being a puppet controlled by some unknown force. You touched me, Frank. Your poetry is deeply intense, well worded, so human. Thank you so much for sharing this!

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  2. Frank, I know this might be too forward, but I’d love to have a conversation with you to chat about your creative process and stuff. If you don’t mind letting me know your email I’ll send you one, or you could click my contact thing on my page. There’s no “contact” thing on your blog.


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