Author Information
Bones
The size, the shape
The struggle to breathe
The knowing that this has to be
Are all too much
I'm left to grieve.
I want to bend these bones
You can't see beyond this wire
Its made of stone
And it won't expire
Because everything is rigid
And still, and empty.
All this is a part of me.
But I am full and I can't breathe
Someone bend these bones for me
I'm stuck inside
I cannot leave
Push me out
And set me free.
This vanity, my destiny
And I cannot be free
Nobody can help me leave
He didn't take a glance at me
Because there is an absence
And I'm left in misery.
I remain unchanged, unkempt,
It's all I have
There's nothing left.
