Take Over.

Okay, well, let's shed some light on this.. this poem can be enterpreted in many different ways i guess. i really want everyone who reads it to get out of it whatever they want, and not become stuck on the idea that was in my own head when i wrote this. basically though, the main concept is about having yourself taken over. sometimes not even realizing it. everyone gets consumed and taken over by something else at some point in time. it's the natural way of things, we are human beings and we are made up of little pieces of other things. we sample and keep a bit of everything we come into contact with. but this is more about trying to be controlled by whatever force you find yourself in contact with. they want to change you, and manipulate you. it's about fighting back i guess, resistance, betrayl.. all that kind of stuff. so now that we all have some background (as i find background on a poem before reading it helps :)), i hope that you enjoy it and can maybe even relate in some way. ** we've walked through here for hours and it would seem we are no closer to the finish than when we first started. i turn to you, but your beautiful face suggests that you are just as lost and confused as i find myself to be. what's the status of our situation? is this good or bad; heaven or hell? polar opposites attract and dictate. the stench of defeat and murder lingers and becomes thicker with each step we take. i'm terrified this is our biggest mistake, could this mean the end is near? i think this means we are close. i think they want us to join them. they preach their lies and inject into us their conformity poison. infected, i regret to inform, but still fighted. i was right; the end is near, the end of us. there is just too many.. each choice will bring death. if you see it the way i do, it's a forced suicide. rules we are supposed to abide by. they are forcing our two worlds to collide. i don't want this. this wasn't my wish. they tricked us; the deliberately picked us. in the beginning this may have only been a joke, but now the fingers grasping at my neck and throat become firm and still. pressing in; i choke. we won't give in though... will we, darling? you don't want to let them take us either. you as well, like the way things were. we were always fighting for a change, but not this one. they tempted us, and lead us off track so you take the blame. you were the only one who knew i could never resist temptation. i'd give up everything for this to return to perfect bliss. you can't take me, you can't take us. i'll learn to live again i'll learn to breathe again. even though you push us, the rejected out to sea, i'll find land. we refuse to drown at your hands. we are stronger than this, we came prepared for this. and if we must conftinue walking for hours no closer to the finish than when we started. even in the stench of defeat and murder, no matter how horrible our situation, no matter how large the mess; you can tempt us, but never take us. love michelle.