they rattle and shake
and sometimes,
they break.
theyre smooth and theyre dull
and oh so heavy, they are hard to pull
along
in this temple of ours,
already so full.
emptiness felt
from the absence of these bones
when our body fell apart,
but these were the cards we were dealt.
who knew
that even they fail,
that even those that protected our feelings,
our whole organs,
who bit off more than they could chew,
could stare blankly for eternity at the ceilings?
love was carved into them,
the bones of our past,
and love was what kept our house tiny and warm,
and darling we thought it would last.
but who knew?
that theyd fall,
and slowly,
then all at once...
be buried with our promises and dreams together
and maybe...
maybe even a rose or two.
©️ 2017-2018 CARINA RODRIGUEZ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Mar 6, 2018
Mar 6, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
they rattle and shake
and sometimes,
they break.
theyre smooth and theyre dull
and oh so heavy, they are hard to pull
along
in this temple of ours,
already so full.
emptiness felt
from the absence of these bones
when our body fell apart,
but these were the cards we were dealt.
who knew
that even they fail,
that even those that protected our feelings,
our whole organs,
who bit off more than they could chew,
could stare blankly for eternity at the ceilings?
love was carved into them,
the bones of our past,
and love was what kept our house tiny and warm,
and darling we thought it would last.
but who knew?
that theyd fall,
and slowly,
then all at once...
be buried with our promises and dreams together
and maybe...
maybe even a rose or two.
©️ 2017-2018 CARINA RODRIGUEZ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED