Tossed away like a doll
worn an torn by heavy hands
shoved away into the darkness
thats grasps you like quicksand.
Never to share the light
or build apon memories
unable to enjoy the laughter
or share the tears of grief.
Forever banned from warmth
cast far away from the sun,
no feelings except for ice
the only constant one.
Like knives slashing through the heart,
the cold emptiness of the soul.
This is what is left of love,
The frightening fear of being alone.
