Styrofoam Body, Punching-Bag Heart (Poem)

Styrofoam made to be forgotten and discarded

Littered garbage along vast yardage

Used and used but never ever wanted

My styrofoam body has seen so much

Dirty crumbling dust

Cracks and tears

Barely there

Nothing but despair

Thrown away from touch to touch

Lost and found but never enough

Punching-bags made to be used and abused

Bad days and perfect outlets misused

To be beaten and bruised

Terrible and contused

My punching-bag heart has seen so much

Shattered sharp pieces

Too painful to stay

Cutting my fingers like blades

Nothing left to save

All I have is my styrofoam body 

And my punching-bag heart

Thrown away from touch to touch 

Lost and found but never enough

I wrote this while waiting for a friend to call me so it's a quick one. I'm pretty sure they forgot  though lol.