Take Your Best Shot
It Won't Be Forgot-ten
a voodoo doll is what I am
people and places stitched within
songs and experiences
shape my form
those thoughts and memories
keep me warm
I feel the cold as threads break free
as the world takes its jabs for free
I muster the strength to pull the strings
protecting the softer side of me
tattered, but no worse for wear
withstanding stress, maintaining care
battered and bruised behind a smile
like a sly old fox or crocodile
so, go ahead, thrust that needle in
but remember, you get what you give
the doll may smile, intact, of yet
but each blow received, it won't forget
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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Comments (6)
One must not mess with voodoo for who knows as you say you may get your just desserts one way or another. Good job.
Owwww Spooky! A True Voodoo piece! Way to go!
Fantastic ♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️
Nicely done, and such a creepy picture.
Wonderful! So surreal!
Phenomenal writing! Go Kelli Go! 💪🏾