|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Porcelain
Contributed by
untitled
on
Saturday, 24th March 2007 @ 11:27:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
|
Chalk White skin
Black hair
These flat blue eyes...
Are they mine?
This nose and this mouth
Were they someone elses before me?
Why do i feel like a porcelain doll?
Empty and glass.
Why am I empty?
Am I a porcelain doll?
Dressed to be pretty
played with and loved...
then...
then...
Put back on the shelf.
A shelf
A forgotten, dusty, shelf.
Am I not angry?
...
No.
I feel like I should be.
Im confused.
Im empty.
Someone hold me.
Warm my cold skin.
My porcelain skin.
Dont say Im pretty
Dont say you love me.
Just hold me
Warm me.
Dont let me feel empty.
Break this painted smile.
See through my machanic laugh.
Help me.
Hold me.
Im not made of porcelain.
Copyright ©
untitled
... [
2007-03-24 11:27:48]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Porcelain
(User Rating: 1 )
by Bleedthelove on
Sunday, 25th March 2007 @ 10:03:27 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| Beautifully written. Excellent job. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
