Porcelain

Dress me up pretty, place me on a shelf.
Taking my reflection I no longer see myself.
The fuel of your ambition no thought of the expense.
Leaving me with pale regret an idol discontent.
Make me what you want, a doll to be posed.
My body has become so fragile leaving me exposed.
With wounds so deep inside will i ever heal.
My soul is faded and broken the pain within to real.
Looking through me now as though I'm not there.
Have I become invisible to you, do you even care.
My emotions have become frozen, my heart turns cold.
The future I see before me holds death and fates untold.
My thoughts fill with rage, my heart fills with hate.
The apology on you lips has come all but to late.
I wish I could forgive you, I want to forget.
But thoughts cloud my mind causing me pain and regret.
All my dreams and wish beliefs all traces left in mist.
Will there ever be a place for me or reason to exist?
~ApRil
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