Mr ***** said
"Hi",
"How you doing"
"Better than you get some self control"
What can I say I'm bone
Stiff,
Ridged,
White
As a ghost, he had nobody
He was empty inside
In need of feeling,
Not just bone
Cartilage,
Muscle,
Nerves
Were frayed, even though
None were felt, he just wanted to be somebody
Not just a pile of bones,
He would look around
But from his vacant sockets
A tear did
Roll,
Cascade,
Height
It fell from, meeting each rib
Different sounds of sadness
As each tear hit others on the way down,
He was *Mr ***** a sad nobody man
He was just bone,
People would always look through him,
Never look him in the face
A smile given, but with nobody
No one knew the sorrow and sadness felt by poor Mr Bone.
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 3:57 AM UTC
Mr ***** said
"Hi",
"How you doing"
"Better than you get some self control"
What can I say I'm bone
Stiff,
Ridged,
White
As a ghost, he had nobody
He was empty inside
In need of feeling,
Not just bone
Cartilage,
Muscle,
Nerves
Were frayed, even though
None were felt, he just wanted to be somebody
Not just a pile of bones,
He would look around
But from his vacant sockets
A tear did
Roll,
Cascade,
Height
It fell from, meeting each rib
Different sounds of sadness
As each tear hit others on the way down,
He was *Mr ***** a sad nobody man
He was just bone,
People would always look through him,
Never look him in the face
A smile given, but with nobody
No one knew the sorrow and sadness felt by poor Mr Bone.
