a fly covered coffin

A clay doll wore a smile that you painted,
then his eyes opened and you retaliated.
You tried to shut them but he overtook you,
and put you in a coffin covered in flies.

Your creation has gone,
fed up with self cremation,
to find a life without you long lost.

A creature you thaught to be so weak,
is actually quite strong.
You soon find,
that it is you who was wrong.

It is you who needs him,
reverse paragon.