Inspired by a true story.
I am a man, made of wooden beads
held together with string, and a base at my feet.
Beneath my being, is a button to press
that unleashes a tension on the strings in my chest.
When this button is pressed, I grow weak in my knees
I lose all control, I crumble with ease.
I hang upside-down and dangle right there
until the button’s realeased, then I’m back in the air.
I ponder sometimes, am I alone or like you?
Do you have a button, if pressed, breaks you down too?