Doll


A tiny teardrop,
Months of pain
A tiny step,
Months in vain
Blinks of eye
Things that pass by

Thoughts of lies
Good memories wishing goodbyes
Cling to the rope
Pull me aboard
Falling and Falling
Like raindrops on the porch

Spectator of my own life
No one’s gonna hear these cries
Crashing and Halting
I lose control
Whatever is my life anymore

Blank expressions,
Meaningless conversations
Leeves of my eyes
Hold with all their might

A tiny voice
Asks for recovery
A tiny hope
Asks for discovery

How can I reply
Muffled screams and cries
Falling and Falling
Losing sight of the sky

Fumbling I get up,
Only to face another hiccup
My demons look and laugh
Every call for help cut in half

Dark Days, Darker Nights
Past times and lost fights
Cant feel,
But that’s fine

I fall once and for all
Into the demon’s hall
My emotions bid goodbye
You can call me “doll”

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