Get everything right
Be perfect
Shine where there is no light
But everything I do is wrong
I have no control
I am just a doll
A lifeless doll thrown into the dark
Falling
Until she discovers a spark
Hatred burns to her soul
Pain and pressure building
Her heart becomes the coal
Touch me all you dare
Beat me with your words and fists
For I no longer care
You want perfect?
I will give you the moster that is inside
The fury will crawl out
and there is no where for me to hide
The moster is the hate in me
It is the hate of you
but my hate will make me free
This doll tortures herself with nothing but her finger
But the tears never stop
And the taste always lingers
The power, the control, the feeling...
It feels just so good
The doll can't stop
And to the world she is misunderstood
Maybe this doll has some life
Or maybe it is only madness
Will she survive?
She cannot stop
Her control has become obcession
Will she ever climb to the top?
Or will this doll be burried in darkness
her control now controlling her
And her will to fight it all is lifeless
The maddness is only slow death
She is slipping
And soon there will be nothing left
Author notes
Hey I wrote this in 5 minutes so I hope it came out alright. I tried to put all my emotion into it but it is not one of my best poems.
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