The skeleton's cry,
it falls from within,
it's sobbing because,
it so misses its skin,
It cries because,
it misses a heart that beats,
in synchronicity,
in perfect time,
with a brain that thinks,
creating rhyme.

It cries of lost emotion as it's laying in it's bed,
it's so cold,
this bag of bones.
It sobs,
It's alone in its bed,
crying out loud,
"Ladies and gentlemen,
I don't want to be dead.
For I have more to accomplish,
much more,
Ladies and gentleman.
Now you heard my last wish!"
(C) Livvi