A toy soldier's lament

• Artist: Psywing
• Description: I wrote this a couple nights ago, it started out as a simple quote I came up with, but
  I decided to flesh it out a bit.
  
  The story came to me out of well....it's a long story, but it came to me recently.
  Let's just say life hasn't been to good to me lately.
  
  But uhh....I'm not too good at poetry, but I thought I'd post it up here anyway.
• Date: 12/18/2008
• Tags: soldiers lament

Sitting atop the broken shelf
In the highest room of the house
I exist purposeless, collecting dust
It was not always this way

There existed a time
Once, long ago, you and I
I was your prized possession
Your sentimental treasure

You would turn my key
And I would march for you
My life had meaning
I existed for no other

The cogs inside my chest
Would turn with glee
And I was filled with happiness
So many years have passed since then

Time's hands moved forward
And I was forgotten
My gears left untouched
The key, long lost since then

I think of you, always
For within my empty iron shell
Beat the remnants of my clockwork heart
It beats for you, and no one else.

Comments

[AutumnBellx]

5.5 I *love* it so much!!!

[Quivers2]

That was touching.5/5

[Mysterious A]

(: I love it.

[Lunacy Savage Dream]

*sniff sniff* someone needs a hug!
5/5

[Typo Negativ]

I really like it, and my first thoughts went immediately to two poems that I wrote. The symbolism is flawless. I digit. 5 for you, my friend. ^.^