Damaged Goods

A poem using objects to personify heartbreak

I used to have a shoebox -
It didn’t have shoes, just a sock.
Half of a pair, on it’s lonesome.
A baby sock; a cute sock; a joke sock.

I used to have an envelope -
It didn’t have letters, just chocolate wrappers
Without the chocolate, the empty shells.
Wrappers that said ‘I love you’, stained.

I used to have a cupboard
Full of toys, now just a dusty plushie,
It’s mechanical sound broken, a wonky smile.
A cuddly toy; a musty toy; a strange toy.

I used to have a heart
Full of love, not hate.
Half of a heart, empty shell, wonky
A baby toy; a musty sock; stained.