Our bodies are great things
Despite our hate and years
of alcohol and poison and mocking words
our bodies still stand and work
When our souls
crawled under our own darkness
And we certainly thought we could not continue on
Our bodies picked us up and kept moving
The hills and large parts of our bodies
Holding memories of all we've ate and said and done
The bones of us
Keeping us up and laying us down
Our skin, covering all the oddest parts of us
Our brains, the only machines
to create cures for themselves
Our bodies are great things
Our cases and our cages
Holding us together
Keeping us in.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 9:10 PM UTC
Our bodies are great things
Despite our hate and years
of alcohol and poison and mocking words
our bodies still stand and work
When our souls
crawled under our own darkness
And we certainly thought we could not continue on
Our bodies picked us up and kept moving
The hills and large parts of our bodies
Holding memories of all we've ate and said and done
The bones of us
Keeping us up and laying us down
Our skin, covering all the oddest parts of us
Our brains, the only machines
to create cures for themselves
Our bodies are great things
Our cases and our cages
Holding us together
Keeping us in.
