Your Toy... Pieces of Dawn Poetry

I have kept a journal as far back as I can remember and still continue to do so. I was going through my old journal from junior high and high school and found this poem I wrote on May 3^rd, 1993. It was something else going back and reading what I thought was so dramatic when I was that young.

That being said here you go:

Your Toy

At first it was just a crush.

I figured it would be over in a rush.

Then it turned to love.

Something I never knew I could feel.

It was as unique as a baby dove.

As I fell in love, the wall around me started crumbling down.

How was I to know; you were only clowning a round.

You crushed my heart as if it were a fragile toy.

You played with my emotions, just like a typical boy.

Everyone says they expected this;

But it is your love I am going to miss.

You need to grow up and consider my feelings;

But I can’t wait that long;

That’s why I am leaving.

When I am gone it will be too late.

Because you see, the way I am leaving;

Everyone will hate.

People tell me “Your life is worth more than a boy”.

But I can’t simply live with the fact I was just,

Your Toy!

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By, Dawn M. Perrone

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