I have a magic doll
That that can absorb your pain
Until it is
All gone:
/
In her chest there’s no heart,
No place for warmth nor love –
There’s a hole instead
Where to bury your anger;
/
It is so dark and deep
You can get lost in it,
And lost will be
All your troubles;
/
Once you have poured it all
Into that wound, no, hole,
You will feel stronger
And calmer;
/
I have a magic doll
Who looks like a real girl,
With her porcelain skin
And big turquoise eyes
/
She doesn’t cry nor frown;
She never screams ‘enough’;
She’ll never tell you she can feel your pain
Throb in the void inside the cut