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Nov 2011
I am skin and bones, bones and skin
barely held together from within
all the hopes that held my dreams
didn’t really know what to be
but skin and bones, bones and skin
now I’m floating out in space
didn’t leave a bread crumb, not a trace
don’t follow me into the darkness
I’m hopin’ you will see the light

wraith-like, an apparition of humanity
a daring definition of me
I’m not really here, not really standing in front of you
one sneeze and I’ll blow away
‘cause I’m just skin and bones
you know it, bones and skin
so thin you can see right through me

cradled by the world, in a tiny little house
balled up in my covers, quiet as a mouse
you walk in and call my name
I hear it, I breath in an exclamation
it’s all the same, it’s all the same I fear
don’t call me baby, don’t call me dear
I’m just skin and bones, did’nt you hear?
standing in the darkness, I know it’s true
that light was never meant to be, not me and you
can’t you hear the crying of all the bells?
can’t you hear the lighting of torches and yells?

I am skin and bones, bones and skin
hold together, don’t let me in
no dreams ‘cause hopes are ignited by flame
it’s a curse, don’t call my name
I didn’t really know what to be out there
a part of me told me not to care
for I was meant to be skin and bones
Written by
Anastasia Wickizer
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