Porcelain

By Melody McCoy-Cole

Stained glass

My heart is black

But please don’t break me fast 

I’ll give you my soul

I won’t make you pay

I’ll do anything you say

Just know I’m fragile

As a porcelain doll

Just hollow and carved out of all-

Things that make people rejoice

Because when you’re a doll the smile is fake and no one hears your voice

So pardon if I scream

Or if I seem upset

But I have done things I regret

And I shall not let my crack be unsealed

Let my porcelain heart beat for real

Feel the pain of the wishes wished away

And break the frame of mind I see one day

So please dear, honey, love, please dry my tears

Because porcelain dolls don’t cry

We only shatter from those who drop us and say goodbye.

By Melody McCoy-Cole