Lying Here Dead Like A Rag Doll Poem by Amy Kerswell

I'm lying here like a ragdoll
I must look a mess
Life just took its toll.

Im lying here dead
My body floopy and limb
I trew myself of the bridge.
As the train was due to come.

Along came the train
As I lay on the tracks.
It was time to be slain.
I knew it wouldnt be long.

The train missed me
But I cannot move
I knew I was dying
I knew it was time to leave.

I knew another train would come along
When my body is discovered I look a mess
The resembelence of a ragdoll