The Dictator

I do not know what I am doing. I just did what my heart told me to. Most of the time it would only hurt myself, but still I am very much under its control. I have no idea where this little beating lump get its neverending power. Precisely at the moment when I thought it was at its weakest, it grew stronger, very much stronger than I can ever imagine it could be. I tried to overpower it. But instead of having it at my feet, I am following it on my bended knees.