Good Morning Sunshine! Broken Doll Poem

Anisette Studios & Shibui Fine Arts

Broken Doll

As a broken doll, I am. Just laying there forgotten.

Alone, tangled, apart. Observing the world, unable to belong.

Morning to night, night to morning____as a broken doll.

Mindlessness keeps me here. Cold, without warmth of love.

What charity does life give when its like this? Silence____,

Makes my heart ache, to be alone and unloved. Broken,

with no tether to keep a hold.

Image charcoal by Thomas Nunes. #2 version of the poem.

Pejj Nunes

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