This Barren Existence

The strings descending from the sky Like stings they pierce my flesh The pegs attaching to my arms My legs and a wire through the spine Pulled by a force beyond my reach My every move is orchestrated Petrified I lost my speech I can't see my eyes are painted Ruled by a voice that does not speak I fear my mind is growing weak Feel my spirit suffocating The chords just keep coordinating Skin has petrified Wooden features hide a soul A life so deep inside Painted face resigned control A lie this figurine Stiff and lifeless no more hope I dance oh so gracefully My stance reflects my deity As I move blind, deaf and dumb Feel my mind is getting numb My senses dull, my will is null Cut the wire, let me die The puppet bows and tips its hat The master laughs with no regret