What we want, seduces the mind <br />Alters perceptions, <br />Blinding us to reality. <br /> <br />Unmet desires, <br />Exert insidious power over, <br />How we engage with the world. <br /> <br />Living our private world, in public actions, <br />For actions declare intent clearer than words, <br />Revealing signals about our state of yearn. <br /> <br />Our need, nay animal want <br />Overflows dammed emotions, betraying <br />Desperation to know, we’re getting there! <br /> <br />Creating glass cages that seem open, a fool’s paradise <br />Until a failed attempt to fly out sends the victim of me <br />Crashing into walls, invisible till now <br /> <br />Stronger than any addiction! <br />We’re hooked, and don’t realise <br />How vicious, this scheming plurality is. <br /> <br />The cruel master, whip and slave are one <br />In this seduction, of anything goes, <br />At being me.<br /><br />Anita Atina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-seduction-of-being-me/
