Lying deep in a dream
Nightmare enclosed in a picture
Haunted by fears, followed by the wolves
Dreamed back to the childhood dreams
Guided by his voice
Told to do every his thought
Living in waterfall of blooddrops
Dancing in glass snow ball
Through my veins is written this marionette’s ode
In the night she seeks for peace
Wishing to rest in the darkest corner of her mind
In moonlight she sings
Searching for last endeavour hidden inside
Her fingers are bleeding still writing the letters on a wall
Painting signs of the name beyond a calling dawn
Her prayers wasn’t heard
Heart turned to stone
Behind the dream of lost
A girl, silent marionette in his hands
Doing obediently his will
Playing merely her part in all the dark plays
“Play your part
Little girl for his heart
Dreams of love-rhymes
Turned to darkest lust
Bow and obey
Your part leads you astray
Temptation of him
Is your dreambound scene”
Guided by his voice
Told to obey
Living in waterfall of blooddrops
Untold night above his verse
Dancing for him through the time in a glass snowball
Through my veins is written this marionette’s ode
He told her to live
So she could now breathe
He whispered to die
She falls down lifeless till the right time
Her master’s voice guides her over the world
Turning to stone her dreams of dream awe
Writing through my blood a marionette’s ode
Linlin's Poetry 