Stitches in this Doll

I
I was
Disappearing
I was
Falling
Apart
Broken open
Into little
Insecure
Pieces.

I was
Desperate
And
Desperately
Trying
To sow myself together
Fragile strings
Temporary solutions
To break
Any second.

So scared
Awaiting
My destiny

Then
He came
With fingers
Like needles
And hair strains
To sow with
He pulled me together
Tightened my bonds
Stitched me up
Kept me functioning

And at last
His nails like knifes
Cut out my heart
And replaced it
With his
While the heart of mine
He kept as his own
In his chest
To keep
Forever.

Now its safe
Locked away and protected
In the ribcage of a stranger.