Doll

Controlled...Broken...Shattered...

Strings attach

Hanging high

Such a beautiful thing

Broken and torn

Used and abused

A beautiful life

A broken heart

A trashed doll

Such a beautiful thing

She is

Used and abused

Broken and torn

She rest until it begins

Until the cruel hands come

Until the time is near

Until the clock chimes

The song starts

And she moves 

Dancing to a sad song

The strings move

Controlling her

Such a beautiful thing

She is 

Used and abused

Broken and torn

She glides across the floor

Never once touching it

The music continues

Until the song is finished

And the strings break

She falls to the floor

Such a beautiful thing

She is 

Used and abused

Broken and torn

She is swept away

Put back in her cage

She breaks 

Crying and screaming

But no one can hear her

She is surrounded by darkness

Such a beautiful thing 

She is

Used and abused

Broken and torn

Society laughs at her

Tormenting her

Breaking her

Until she is nothing

But they don't care

They enjoy it too much

It makes them feel good

Like a high

But they will crash soon

And toss her away

And find someone new

To break and torment

She hopes they never get tired

She rather wants it to be her

She wants no one else to hurt

Such a beautiful thing 

She is

Used and abused

Broken and torn

She lives this broken life

Tormented all the time

Forgotten from the past

Forgotten by her love ones

Remembered not at all

She has no name

Only what it's like

To feel constantly broken

To feel the constant agony

Of her broken heart

That is missing pieces

Stomped on repeatedly 

Whipped and sore

Tired and bleeding

Sad and lonely

Such a beautiful thing 

She is 

Used and abused 

Broken and torn

Constantly bleeding

For a life she can't have 

For an unbroken past

For time to heal her wounds

Until then

Until time right itself

She will be this person

Have this haunting life

This scarring torment

She will cry for a better life

Only to be rejected

By a society

A cruel society

Such a beautiful thing

She is 

Used and abused

Broken and torn

Shattered heart

Surrounded by darkness

That will consume her

She runs away

In her sleep 

Away she goes

Far away

To a world so far

A wonderful world

So beautifully made

She loves it

She feels free

Free of the chains

Free of the cruel society

The strings are gone

But then she is woken up

By the pain

By the laughing

Of a cruel society

They laugh as she screams

From all the beatings

They give her

She wishes for a painless day

A whole day

She wants to be fixed

She wants to feel alive

Inside and out

So she cuts

And screams

For all the memories

To go away

Far away

To forget it all

Along with the strings

That haunt her

In life and her dreams

Bushed by those of society

She is shattered

Like a mirror hit a million times

Such a beautiful thing

She is 

Used and abused

Broken and torn

By all

And by none

She tears herself apart

Trying to vanish the pain

But it only hurts more

She wonders will it ever end

Will she forever be this way?

Will life be hard for her everyday?

And then she realizes 

That it will be

And then the music starts again

Strings are attached

Controlling her

As she glides across the floor

Dancing perfectly

No one knows she is dead inside

No one knows how broken she feels

No one knows the pain she feels

Every time she moves

Every scar that is hidden

By a blood red dress

That sways 

And twirls

As she is pulled across the floor

Perfectly in sync

With each beat

That is heard

Such a beautiful thing

She is 

Used and abused

Broken and torn

But no one will know 

Until the end comes

And she is broken

Beyond repair

Such a beautiful thing

She is 
Used and abused

Broken and torn

Button nose

Dull marble eyes

That used to be bright

Shine with happiness

But now scratched and dull

Sloppy hair

But she doesn't care 

She is dead inside

So her appearance mean nothing

Such a beautiful thing

She is

Used and abused

Broken and torn

A doll

Is what she is.

Author's Note

Let me know what you thing. Is it complete trash? Or too long?

Reviews

[Martha Gilleece]

i don't think it's too long , i think the length adds to the message you're trying to portray. i enjoyed reading this a lot and loved the flow and repetition