I am your little puppet...
Playing with me for a few minutes..
Tossing me around by the strings...
Making everymove for me...
Loving each second, as my stitches tear...
Laughing at the cotton tears, i cry.
You make me dance...
In the palm of your perfect hand...
My love for you exceeds all...
So why do you torture me...
Will you ever play with me nicely?
If my string dares make a move...
One that you don't like...
You make me rip myself at the seems...
Making me feel worse than i already do...
Hating myself for my insecurities...
The insecurities you gave me...
I thought we had a connection...
You are my master...
I am your puppet...
But you tossed me away...
When will you ever play with me again?
Stitches covering my cloth body...
Showing my dying love for you...
You can't throw me away...
Cause you hold the strings...
....The strings that bring me alive...
The strings that make me love you...
I Need You...
I Love You...
Please twirl my strings again...
Without you... Im just a useless doll.
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Welcome to AllPoetry!
I agree with Laura about the '...' being a little overdone - but other than that this was an interesting write and I really liked the dark tone of this poem
well done!
Welcome to the site, I hope that you enjoy your time here at AllPoetry!
Polly
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The imagery in this is great, a wonderful write and words used very well. The only thing I would suggest is removing some of the '...' as using it so much takes the effect away perhaps try a different break method. Other than that, great write. Welcome to the site.
Laura,
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