Monday, 15 July 2013

Who Am I?

Am I just your pearly queen?
Never to be seen
Never to be heard
A toy
Just to play around with
When you please
Pick me up
Throw me down
Toss me around
Like I am a fool
Like you don’t care
Treating me like
Your prisoner
Chained to these pearls
The beauty
Right out of my soul
Why did I let it happen?
You told me
So, so, so
Many times
I was your beauty
Your queen
You everything
I hate you
I hate you
Why did I fall for you?
Your charm
That irresistible appeal
So surreal
Now you have to go 
Everything feels like its
So, so dark
I need to escape
These chains 
Before I go insane
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
17th May 2012

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