another poem?

this blog is slowly becoming a poem blog and i have one particular person to blame. this blog isn't hacked, but the writer's heart has been hacked

My emotion and spirit

Are controlled by you

Unbeknownst by me, at first.

Gnarly sounds echoed

Around my heart

Knowingly, by now

Just a listener, a watcher

A person without luck and courage

Demented and vivid imagination

I am but a no one for you

Part of me already told me to leave
And I didn't, I never do
Clarity, that's who you are
A reckless mess, that's who I am
Roaring for a chance is what I do.

Guess that I will not know the answer
Use your first instinct
Epilogue will be sweet, right?

this poem has an answer. this poem is also the best way to shoot a detective. this poem is dedicated but never shown to the codename after this; andkamu.