Under His Control

Him. 

It's all about him.

What he wants me to do.

What he expects of me. 

How I should act.

Him.

He schedules my every move.

I move when he tells me to.

If he calls, I know to pick up.

I know better than to not follow his routine.

Him.

He comes to see me.

Check on me.

Make sure I'm still doing what he wants me to do.

Satisfy him. Make him remember why he still deals with me.

Him. 

He's like a drug.

One I refuse to abandon. 

I took a whiff, and I've been hooked ever since.

I just can't let him go.

Him.

He does everything for me, he does nothing for me.

He loves me, he loves me not.

He's mine, he's someone else's.

He's my provider, he's my abuser.

Him.

I love him.

I need him.

I adore him.

I am nothing without him.

He'll toss me away.

He'll leave me.

He'll tell me I'm nothing.

He'll disappoint me.

He'll threaten to not ever return.

I'll still come right back.