Rag Doll

See you quake in your boots,

so sick,

can't resist,

Everything wrong,

everything sick

too irresistable,

something's wrong in my head,

something of desire,

a dirty little need,

get down on my knees

I got no problem, 

I will plead.

Take me,

take me anyway you wish 

take me fast- take me strong 

take me till I'm black and blue. 

I swear to you, 

there's something wrong with me, 

I'm broken rag doll.

 I've been sewn up, time and time again, 

tearing at my seems --begging to played with,

 please just one more time, 

I'm nothing but a broken rag doll, 

pulling at the seems,

 crying out with my dirty little needs, 

I'm nothing but some cloth strung together, 

waiting to be broken, 

expecting harsh wounds. 

I'm not a porcelain doll,

 don't think I ever was, 

I was born in the mud, 

broken in the corner,

 sewn up by your lies, 

stitched closely by these wounds. 

I'll tell you time and time again,

 I'm nothing but a broken rag doll,

 pulling at the seems, crying out with my dirty little needs.

Sick little wretch, 

who pretends to be so good,

a sick little monster

who begs to be flesh and bone,

I'm nothing but a doll,

forgotten in the memories,

broken and fixed

far too many times

that things are starting to get loose.

Do you understand my need,

I see you stare across the room,

you quake in your boots,

I know you see a sick little monster,

and that's what I see, staring back.

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

The first verse was fantastic, the rhythm building up to an amazing crescendo. Then I got a bit lost.
Even sick little monsters can get better!

[Notsoloud]

Interesting read. A dark pleading for abuse. A cycle repeated. Twisted. Very interesting. I would write more but I figgin exhausted. Still keep up the writing.

[NITHIN PURPLE]

wow...nice one.......

[Issac Scott]

This was moving. Very well written. Well done.

[Fish]

Thank you so much! ^.^

[Issac Scott]

You're welcome. c: