It's heart steady,
It's voice echos around me,
Colored with attention,
Plugged to sing,
The melodies,
Pushing its button,
Commanding her to do your job,
Your own secretary,
Hidden in your back pocket.
Its voice,
Silently wanting,
Your touch,
Emotionless,
Used,
Beat up.
Needing more to life,
Than stuck in a box,
With no heart,
A battery,
Charged for use,
Leaving her when she's useless.
She silently cries,
Left in darkness.
YOU ARE READING
Life a pain or a pleasure?
PoetryThese are poems I've made in creative writing so far. Please read them and tell me your thoughts. Also i'll make poems do to my feelings, and thoughts on whatever mood i'm in. So please enjoy and vote!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya'll!
