“Soul on a String”

sadness rises in my heart
as I watch them
watch them

driven by darkness
forced to look
not knowing they’re forced

craze in their eyes
HAVING to have more
yet never satisfied

porn lures you in
and leaves you hanging
thinking of what more to say
to GET the girl
what more to do
to lure her in

a game of cat and mouse
one always on the move
one always chasing

watching what “literally”
USED to turn me on
having no effect

a freedom
not only lived
but given away

I wonder who’ll want it
today