China Doll

I am just a china doll

A child's favorite toy 

But broken and destroyed 

By too many girls and boys

I would never feel love at all

Once my hair was brushed each day

And both my shoes were shined

My frail glass skin was gently cleaned

And a gleam was brought to my eyes

My lips were delicately painted red

Thought a kiss I would never know

A white lace dress was fit and pressed

Then tied with a pink bow

But this luxury did not last long

Soon I was stolen away

I was no longer in the world I knew

I could feel my fragile heart break

No longer was my hair brushed each day

And neither my shoes are shined

My lace dress was torn in a tug of war

The gleam gone from my glass eyes

A frown now graces my pale lips

And tears are stained on my skin

My hands are shattered but what does that matter

The only things I can make now are sins

Please where is that sentiment you all call love

I can't seem to find such here

All I know are words and stones

Such feelings could cause fear

Just take me back to the world I knew

This time now can't compare

To the days when even my steps would shine

And when someone who loved me brushed my hair

Reviews

[Kreative Kana]

I loves how you put it in the perspective of a China Doll. People often feel this way. Keep up the great work!
Thank you for sharing.

[Mitchell Baker]

This is great! What a clever and beautiful metaphor. Keep writing from your heart like this, because the results are awesome.

[Autumn Lyric]

Hi Jenna! This is such an extraordinary and visually-appealing write. Your artistic and writing skills are woven together painting a very unique poem. Look forward to seeing more of your work. Thank you for sharing...