Empty and Full of nothing but dry bones
No senses or feelings left for me to hold
Lifeless and Dead, like the expressions it left me
Every emotion drained like blood. No more breathes left to breathe
It ignores, it is hard, and the dead body is cold
The warmth and love has been stripped away as skin unfolds
But I stay by it still... although it is avoiding the very aspect of living
I know these bones can come alive. Please be forgiving
Laying in broken bony pieces, but yet beautifully organized and created.
Dead inside, but once majestically living and related
Although I have been left behind with the skeleton that remains
I know it can come back to life with the very call of its name
Feelings abandoned, and touches now feeling decayed.
I still have hope... so I will not dig its grave.
You will come back from the dead...
And you will learn to talk... and learn to feel again
I am now left with the Skeleton that remains
Wowwwwww i actually wrote something decent... gees it's late I need to go to bed gosh... also... I'm back yayyyy.. we will see when the next poem comes...
This poem is based on a skeleton dragon someone bought for me XD