Broken

Broken

A Poem by Skoo.

When I was a child I was so alone
I lived in a house but couldn't call it a home
I dreamed of a toy
Who would love me too
Not just sit silently
As the other toys would do
I dreamed he'd have intelligent green eyes
I dreamed he'd be loyal and never tell lies

And then one day, when I came home from school
He was dancing on my bed, something other toys
Wouldn't do

I loved the toy, loved him so
Took him everywhere I'd go
Tried to take care of him, tried and tried, 
But it just didn't work, He'd get upset,
He'd get mad at me, 
And try to knock me down

One day I dropped him down the stairs
An accident, I swear
But when I looked I could not see him
Anywhere, anywhere

I looked all around the house and then I searched the street
I looked through the town and in the woods where all the toys would meet
I looked through the country and then I looked all around the world
But no one seemed to know him, no one there had heard

I looked all day and looked all night
My face awash with tears of fright
And sadness, because then I knew
That for once and all I had lost you

I went home on found him there, sitting on the bed
I apologised over and over but he simply shook his head
And said "Let this be a lesson
A lesson that needs be learned
You didn't treat this toy right 
But soon it will be another poor souls turn"
And then he walked out of the door
And I had to let him go 
Since he was correct, after all
And so and so and so and so
I stayed there lost for words, 
I laid down in my pain
Suffocating on the knowledge that
I'd never see him again. 

© 2011 Skoo.


Author's Note

Skoo.
Another song, I thought I may as well upload it.
The reason the song doesn't really flow is that the song's designed to a be acapella.
Thankyou for reading it (: ♥

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I love a capella songs. They have the potential to be so beautiful, just a human voice and nothing else.

I love the message of this, told with such a childish and simplistic background. Anyone could relate to this, and that toy could really be anything or anyone a person takes for granted. And I also like that the toy was never described, leaving the reader to create an image in their minds that means something to them.

This is probably my favorite poem/song from you (I don't know how it sounds as a song, but it really works as a poem, even with some of the disconnect between phrases, which I think really captured the childish emotions and emphasized important points and lines). And I really like the kind of ambiguous title. We are never really told whether it refers to the speaker or to the toy, which really adds meaning to both the title and the piece as a whole.

Great write. Going in my favorites.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is an absolutely thrilling tale! You've managed to keep some poetic structure whilst tell a story we can all learn from:) I really like the rhyme scheme you employed here...interesting:) My favorite line was:

"I dreamed of a toy
Who would love me too
Not just sit silently
As the other toys would do"

You are very imaginative and thoughtful. I like Imagination and Different Thought...so this poem was just drop down fantastic!! *Standing OVATION*

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Yes I have come to learn that in this life sad or happy as it may be, that we must and need to be thankful and appreciative of what we have for some day we might not have it, it very well could be lost, gone forever.
Very good piece, applause!!!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I don't even know what to say, this goes beyond brilliant. Truely, you write with such heart and emphasize such meaning. This is beautiful! We never do appreciate what we have until its gone, and often that innocent beauty can't come again.

Posted 13 Years Ago


completely agreed wid coyote.
awesome!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like how story like this poem is. To me it was almost frightening in places. When the toy was missing I wasn't sure which direction this was going to go. Was it hiding or coming back to hurt her. The ending speaks a lot of truth, if we do not respect and appreciate things we receive then we certainly shall loose them

Posted 13 Years Ago


A lot of wisdom in the poem.
"And said "Let this be a lesson
A lesson that needs be learned
You didn't treat this toy right "
I like the story in the poem. We need to appreciate what we have. One day we won't have it and we will be very sad. A excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


this was lovely, reminded me of mr. gaimans work

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is so excellently paced, those toys that give us imaginary friendship. But it has a moral, look after those toys and friendships or if you break them then they are lost forever.

Posted 13 Years Ago


very complex tale it tells two stories in one, very nice

Posted 13 Years Ago



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