Your Doll

You hit me on the head,

Take off my dress,

Slam my body on the floor

And drag me by the hair

You hurl me away

In alien places

Abandoned and forgotten

I lie on the cold floor

Yearning for your touch,

Even if it’s just a smack

I attempt to fight this fragile state of mind

So, I reminisce on memories,

And living nightmares

All evoking you

My heart weakens

As I see your devious smile

And mischievous eyes

Peering at me

Thrilled to see me again

You gently lift me,

Caress me

And play with me

You calm my storm

Before long,

Surfaces the beast within

Wrecking everything in your path

While I succumb to your every need

I may runaway

and leave you behind

But, this curse of mine

I'd like to keep

After all,

I’d rather be yours than alone

© Viviana Plasman