Patchwork Toxin

Thread of red reeled through with some string

Patches closed with needles tend to sting

Piercing metal scrapping sound

Hurts my ears, it’s screaming so loud

The clothing weaved from memories

Is worn and torn from age it seems

Frame with two figures within

Skin so paper thin and fragile cheeks caving in

The dusty doll always held so closely to me

That eased solitude and worry

Became broken

Lacking limbs to touch me, and lacking eyes to see

I beg you, don’t refuse, please do fix my dolly

Locked inside a room with nothing to do or say

I chatted with dolly all day, every day.

“What a bitter child you are

Mute, ungrateful lacking a heart”

Mother’s harsh words spoke me into shards

Dinner for one it’s a perfectly private date

Dolly and I sat at the dining table and ate

A cold and solid piece of bread

With some tomato soup of red

Reflecting the blank expression of a face well-fed

A shrill small voice reached my ear

“Lalala”

A song I hear

Echoing through that cold room,

Her sweet, soft, melancholic tune

Soon after it vanished in the air

Whilst, I in the middle sat and stared and stared

“Are you lonely, dear?”

“It is lonely here..”

Rotting flesh, the rancid scent is drawing ever near

Locked inside a room with nothing to do or say

I chatted with dolly all day, every day.

“What a perfect child you are

Bright and thoughtful with a big heart”

Dolly’s kind words mended all my broken parts

Dinner for one it’s a perfectly private date

Dolly and I sat at the dining table and ate

A slab of cold stiff meat rotten

And thick jelly dyed dark crimson

I’m so stuffed full of “her” toxin

In a story book transcending time, space and shape

A family’s smiling faces laugh all their mouths agape

Ah, the world of magical spells

And this world, my personal hell

Differ greatly, as you now can tell

Stuffing love that’s “seen not spoken” in a dark abyss

Gripped so tightly by my right hand, ah such sweet bliss

In the room I spent my time in

Chunks of mother lying within

Staring at me from the dish, with loose, leathery skin