I remember being tangled up
In a mess of bones and organs
That had lost their homes inside the carcass of my body.
We wrestled in nothing but our skeleton frames
While my intestines seemed to strangle me,
My lungs could no longer help me breathe,
My heart lay tossed on the floor,
A rib cage that couldn’t hold it any longer,
Couldn’t protect it anymore.
And I could swear our love was still alive.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC
I remember being tangled up
In a mess of bones and organs
That had lost their homes inside the carcass of my body.
We wrestled in nothing but our skeleton frames
While my intestines seemed to strangle me,
My lungs could no longer help me breathe,
My heart lay tossed on the floor,
A rib cage that couldn’t hold it any longer,
Couldn’t protect it anymore.
And I could swear our love was still alive.
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