My Broken Doll

Dolly says go out and play

Take her by the arm

Swing her round and round

Her porcelain face is pasted in a smile

But she is angry with me.

Dolly stares at me when I sleep

Dolly is always there

Watching, watching, watching

Her eyes never close.

"Dolly, I'm scared,

My dark dreams keep me awake

In this black hole of a bedroom

Help me, Dolly, help me

There's a knife at my back!"

Dolly never says a word

She smiles her terrible smile

But soothed am I to know

That she will be there watching always.

The years go by

Dolly sits on the shelf

Watching me, watching me

Demanding that I play with her

No Dolly, not this time.

Hurl her across the room

Shattered shards remain

That once were my Dolly

But no more

Dolly is gone

Watching me with the horrible stare

No more.