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Porcelain Doll


I watch helplessly as they toss you.

Shake you, rattle you, abuse you.

I watch you fall;

They let you fall.

Shatter to pieces, they do nothing at all.

They poke at the pieces, continue their play

It’s a game to them. It might last all day.

But slowly, they dwindle,

And leave you in the dirt.

 

Give me your pieces

I’ll try to fix you.

I won’t let you fall,

I’ll try to fix it all.

 

Piece together the puzzle

Glue it together

And hope it dries before you’re gone.

 

It might be too late.

I think it’s too late.

There’s no way to fix you,

My porcelain doll.

 
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