All I'm Good For

I'm your toy,cuddle and play with me. I'm your toy, the thing you pass around. I don't believe she has a name. I'm your toy, you play with my emotions. Hot then cold which is it? You lead me into loving you, this path is nothing but abuse. You tossed me around, and then you broke me. Broke my spirit, which cannot rise. Broke my trust, get away from me! Broke my life, where are the pieces? Broke my heart, now I am without one. They say to me, get away!! But I can't for you hold your broken toy tight! I feel dirty and neglected. It was at one time alright, but now . . . . What a sight! I don't know who I am? Do I even have a name? Look at me now- and what do you see? I'm your toy come play with me. I fool myslef into thinking that you'll love me back. I believed all we could have was lust. And then that was alright. I grew too attached, and now I'm lying here battered and broken. I jumped at your every word. I obeyed your every command. I thought it'd  get me somewhere but here. Stroking my face and kissing my body you say: "toy come play with me." I don't have a mind of my own, for you washed it away. I can't run, for your holding me too tight! I can't love again for you broke my only heart. I'm stuck here. I play the role of your dirty, broken, nameless toy!This poem is about a certain person in my life, and I (as you can probably see) play the role of the toy. Something reminded me about these old times, and those memories produced this poem. Hope you enjoyed! Written November 12th, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 09:14 AM PST   18 • 0 • 10