Book of Poems

Your Words/Puppet Girl

Authors note: So, this is another one of the poems I had to do for school. When I read it, I got sent to the counselor's office. So that was fun. (It wasn't) Anyways, I'm pretty proud of this poem, and if you would like to tell me what you think I'd appreciate it. You don't have to though. *shrugs* thanks for reading it.

I'm broken down like a puppet

one whose strings are being slowly severed one by one

I hear what you say about me, and it breaks me

Slowly chipping away at my heart

Fraying the strings that hold me upright

The things you say,

I can hear what you say

Almost everyday

I'm coming undone at the edges,

I'm just a worn down little doll.

Everything hurts me

Pins and needles stuck into my arms, my hands,

My heart.

Tossed into the stormy seas

Left to drown

Your words, they sting.

I'm falling from the sky

But my wings are long gone.

Breaking and shattering as I fall,

And now its just me,

As I plummet down towards the fast approaching sea

I'm shattered like glass that has fallen and broken

Broken into pieces.

My heart, it has shattered like a glass that has fallen and broken

Broken into pieces.

My heart is shattered beyond recognition,

Thanks to you

Now I'm a puppet,

A puppet held aloft by strings that fray,

every single day.

The words stay with me,

Repeating forever in my mind

I'm locked away in a prison of my own making.

I am a puppet

One with fraying strings.

-end poem-

Alright, so this is one of the darker poems I've written. I was really annoyed with the kids at my school when I wrote this, so it's more of a rant in the form of a poem.....I think it's pretty clear why I was referred to the counselor after reading it outloud. *shrugs* Thanks for reading yet another of my poems.

-Sage