Lost Poem by Aardwolf Jakkals

I have been tossed about
But I cannot shout
A bleeding heart I have helped shut out

I have been used by strangers
And I have been used by neighbours
I am used at all hours

Never mind who has used me
I always end up lost and not found

My own creator
Has shunned me many times
Accusing me of causing harm

I lie now
Rusted, scratched and battered
Locked away within that which I protect

I shall always hope for the day
When my creator gives me back my say

But key to the heart I shall always remain.