Used up toy, by LostSoul Subscribe to rss feed for LostSoul 

My heart is like a toy,
Pleasure to play with
Until you get bored.

Battered and bruised
From your carelessness.
Threw me away
Like a used up toy.

Now I'm trash... 

Who would care for a toy 
That's beat up and broken.
Who would come 
And fix my broken heart.

I'm lost and forgotten.
Deeply hurt and saddened.
Posted: 2008-12-04 05:30:09 UTC
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2008-12-10 02:36:53Chalan
I like how you have written this. This poem really expresses what a broken heart is really like.

2008-12-13 22:10:41Julia Anne
I love this! It's hard to put words to this kind of thing, but you have done it magnificently!

2009-01-01 01:50:48LostSoul
Thank you Chalan and Julia for your comments.

2009-05-28 19:56:27KayDe$
This is a great poem. I like it a lot. This is the poem that sums up how my ex treated me.