Tick Tock

All tick no tock just like a broken clock
Instead I’m a broken doll

If the inside was out then you could see
What it feels like…feels like to be

Just like a broken doll

Neck and arms ben at an awkward angle
Heart hanging from a thin thread so that it dangles

Just like a broken doll

A long crack up my back held together with tape
A mind so twisted and filled with hate

More than a broken doll

No crazy glue to fix it, what can make it better
I try not to cry as the tape just gets wetter

What can fix a broken doll?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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January 18, 2020 at 2:28 PM
Sad poem. I assume you are using the broken doll as a way to describe your life? Anyways hugs.
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