
Critique appreciated .. I am no poet .. so dont be too harsh
It’s been ten years as a happy toy..
ten years feeling as a real boy ..years and years of feeling your love..
and many memories of being in heavens abovetill one day you suddenly grew older..
and i was left like a paper in an abandoned foldera paper with a poem that u used to sing all day
and used to bring all the smiles and happiness ur way ..today everything has changed to worse ..
its like falling from heaven to hell by some kind of a curse..all that is left is you leaving me on your shelf
not letting go of me but keeping me for your self ..not allowing anyone to touch me except for you..
but even that simple touch you no longer do ..i tried to have u back .. i broke myself on the harsh floor
but you didn’t care .. you dont worry about me nomore ..After ten years I thought you knew your toy very well ..
you surprisingly forgot that i was born a rebel ..today i am broken .. you may as well throw me away..
but one luckier princess will find me some day ..she will mend my broken heart and bring back my smile..
a wait that might be long but will be worthwhile ..today i break free .. not from my packaging but from you..
today i make my own choice of letting you go ..I drop myself one last time .. knowing it will hurt so bad..
but knowing that I will get more than what i had ..my princess, make your own choice .. but I will too ..
and breaking away from you is the least I can do ..
a work in progress















