Today in May

My heart has died 8428 times
Bleeding over and over again
The darkness washing over me
The pain setting in again
The tears enough to fill an ocean

The pain is still as raw as the first day
The day your light left me here alone
Trying to walk on my own without you
I stumble, I fall often still
Nightmares and dreams plague my existence

But I would die 1000 deaths just to have you back for one spring day
One summer night
One fall afternoon or
One winter morning

8428 days I’ve kept my promises to the dead
I’ve never loved the same
I never went to him
My heart never abandoned you
I belong to you still

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

For you who holds my heart

I confess my love, my longing, my pain
Pouring it out on page after page

After all I’m still loving you my dear
After all I know why you can’t be here

Tears are shed,  and all hope is lost
Hearts are broke, and at what cost

If you only knew what my eyes have seen
If you only knew what is inside of my dreams

Once we shared our dreams and our hopes
Once we shared things that only you know

Moonlight shines, and the sun it will rise
Roses will bloom, and butterflies fly

But in the dark, all alone the tears fall
And in the light the mask is worn for all

When I look inside my heart you’re still there
In your heart I think you know I still care

Tears will dry, and I still walk on all alone
My heart is yours no matter where I have roamed

So hold me close even though we’re apart
You’re still the one that is holding my heart

So keep memories safe in the back of your mind
You’ll be my forever love, love that lasts for all time

And one day perhaps we’ll meet once again
Under the blue sky feeling the kiss of the wind

Leaves will fall and the seasons will change
Time moves on yet my feelings  remain

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil

You cover your eyes; You can not see the things right in front of you
You cover  your ears; Dampen the sounds from the echos and screams
You cover your mouth; Remain silent, all that you know you dare not to speak

Like Mizaru, you remain blind to the world around you
Like Kikazaru, you remain deaf to the sound of anguish and pain
Like Iwazaru, you remain mute, keep your secrets in vain

So cover your eyes so that you can not see the bloodshed and hate
So cover your ears so you can not hear the torment and rage
So cover your mouth so you hold your words back, gagged with restraint

Mizaru; see no evil, will you always be blind to truth?
Kikazaru; hear no evil, will you always be deaf to verity?
Iwazaru; speak no evil, will you always be mute to honesty?

So gouge out your eyes or pull off the blindfold and see the light
So cut off your ears or remove the dampeners and hear the world
So rip out your tounge or speak your words, your knowledge is power

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

Puppet

Like a marionette sway and dance
Do as you’re told
Pull the string in the back make it speak
Repeat after me
Cover your mouth, open your eyes
Listen carefully
Be pretty, be polite
Hide your intelligence
Make them jealous, Wrap them around your finger
Make them crazy
Shed your tears, cover your bruises
Tend your wounds
Watch, listen and learn
You are a puppet

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

2

Torn between loyalties and loves
The flame of sadness erupts in my heart
One love long gone
One love a world away
Torn between a promise and longing
The tears still fall for you both
Loving him still remembering the days long past when he loved me and held me in his arms
Loving you still, hearing the melodies that allow me to always find my way back to you
How long should one keep a promise
How long should one deny themselves love
What is the cost should a promise to the dead become broken
What is the cost of freeing yourself from the bonds of pain for love
How long should loyalty cause fear and heartache
How long should loyalty cause disruption and silence
The melodies that summoned me to you both still echo in my heart
Undying eternal love at what cost
How many tears should we cry
How can you heal when pieces of you are missing

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

The plight of a butterfly

A butterfly is trapped in the web of a long dead spider
The butterfly could not release itself
So the butterfly is bound for the rest of its life

While only longing to be near a crimson rose
A butterfly remained greatful to the spider
For the spider did not take its life
But cursed the spider because it became eternally trapped in its web

Wistfully it thinks upon the bloom of the crimson rose for strength
Taring at the strands attached so firmly with damaged wings
It still can not break the bonds of the spiders web


Defeated the butterfly calls out for the crimson rose
Wanting the nectar from it that previously sustained its life, the soft caress of its petals, to gaze upon the beauty one last time

Pleading for release, withering away, sleeping, dreaming of a rose and of a freedom that will never come… wishing the spider could tend its web and take its life…

Praying for a final end to its suffering

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

From a distance

She watched him silently from a distance. Loving him.

His dark eyes always seeming to be deep in thought.

His voice was always soft and sweet when he spoke.

He shone brighter than the sun as beautiful melodies erupted from his fingertips and spilled out into the world

Keep him safe… keep him away… protect him… she told her heart

The other will break his wings and he’s too beautiful not to fly

The others eyes flash green every time he catches you looking…

So she looks away… to keep him safe… keeps him away to protect him.

She loved them both more than she ever loved herself, that too she kept locked in her heart.

All the while loving him, and watching him from a distance

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

The Bath (mind over matter, matter over mind)

Mind over matter, matter over mind

She submerges herself, baptized by the heat, to feel with her body instead of her heart.

Soaking away the darkness, soaking away the pain. This is her sacred ritual to clear her mind of scars.

Mind over matter, matter over mind

She inhales the humid air and exhales her agony. Embraces the inferno in her soul without a care.

Stinging and scalding her flesh, pushing the limits, gasping for air.

Mind over matter, matter over mind

Scrubbing away the things that torment, scrubbing away the things that shame.

Scrubbing away all her madness, the things in her soul that plague.

Mind over matter, matter over mind

Cleaning away her secrets, cleaning away her hell.

Cleaning away the debris of time, cleaning away herself.

Mind over matter, matter over mind

Releasing afflictions of love and hate. Releasing what was in vain.

Releasing away all her sorrows, releasing herself down the drain.

Mind over matter, matter over mind

Regaining her composure, her civilities, her strengths.

Regaining her ability to wear her mask, when only a shell remains.

Mind over matter, matter over mind…

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

In the moonlight, or the rain

She sits in the moonlight crying for her loves.

One lost, one protected. The scars on her heart still bleeding.

He walks alone on a warm night, heart falling through the rain.

Feeling the past, dreaming an old dream.

She listens for the melody of an angel to comfort her.

He makes his love known to the world without saying anything at all.

They are forever connected.

They are forever apart.

Perhaps they’ll meet again one day, in the moonlight or in the rain.

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021

She still dances

The broken doll still dances out in the pouring rain.

She dances out there all alone, so no one can see her pain.

She dances for her Demon, that left her when he left this world.

She dances for her Angel, who still loves a broken girl.

The broken doll still dances with the ghosts of her past.

To melodies sad and sweet for love that didn’t last.

Sometimes when the moon is full, she’ll dance beneath the stars.

To songs filled with anger and rage to bare her hearts scars.

As long as she hears her Demons voice say “You belong to me.”

As long as she hears her Angels song forever shall it be.

Dancing with her darkness. Dancing for the light.

Dancing to fill the emptiness, dancing to gain her might.

If you see the broken doll out dancing with her friends

She’s dancing to forget, because some things never mend.

Sometimes she dances with a girl who knows all her favorite songs.

Sometimes she needs to feel the music because it’s been to long.

She dances for her secrets, she dances for her health.

The broken doll sometimes still just dances for herself.

© Missi The Broken Doll 2021