Precious Doll

Another Cassiel poem~ It's so much fun getting into her mind like this.

What is this pain?

                      What have I done to deserve this?

I’ve never hurt like this before.     

                      Why am I bleeding?

The physical barrier of my innocence

                     So much pain...

So easily torn apart

                     Surely I’ve done nothing worthy of such pain…                                         

And I’ve become his doll

                    His precious little doll…

An empty shell for his amusement

                   There’s nothing left of me…

Broken, cracked and used

                 Anything he wants of me, I give to him…

A pretty thing to show off to friends

                 It’s all I’m good for anyway…

Always smiling

                 But sometimes I don’t smile right…

Never letting on

                 So I receive punishment

Nothing is wrong

                  It’s okay though – I deserve it

This is our love

                  That’s what he told me…

I’m his precious doll

                 As long as I’m being a good girl

He’s my Precious owner

                Everything’s okay

Yet there was that day

                There was a day I was so bad…

And this doll ceased to be useful

               I deserved all of it…

Cracked open for the last time

               Goodbye…

       

                       

 

 

                       
Ah, what's this?

 

                  It seems that

                  Beneath this shell

                  I still exist

                  He's shattered my shell

                  And set me free

                  But now I must leave

                  And never return

                  Lest he find me

                 

 

But never again

                  Shall I be a man's doll

Author's Note

Inspired by a poem of a similar name? Perhaps!

Also I <3 the picture I found for this.

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

A wonderful poem...and it is right no one should be a plaything for someone else...it isnt right.
Great Job

[Wildecat]

This poem definitely got my attention. No one should be another persons plaything. Nice write.

[Jester]

Aw, poor Cassiel, she's had such a crappy life.

I love the way that you started the poem in one form and ended it in another, it was very interesting to read and see.

[Isidora]

Ah, it's a beautiful poem. She finally sees that she doesn't have to be just someone else's thing...which leaves her ready for a true love, maybe? Meh.

I'm fully prepared to die for this, but it looks like Cassiel finally finds her wings. :3

[*Kantola*]

Aw... :3 I