Little Rag Doll

A thousand storms
Rage their way,
Circling around
The thing you call your heart.

All your pain
Bottled up inside,
Ready to burst
Lie in wait, for just the right time.

Red, swollen eyes
Cried out of tears,
Look to the sky
Waiting for the storm to break.

Send the rain.
Let it pour.
Melt my sorrows
All away like the evening’s warmth.

Here lies
The girl you once knew
Broken
Like a little rag doll, unused.