Bones Bones Bones
you've got bones
i've got bones
we've got bones
yet why do i feel...?
boneless?
Disattached from reality
depsite the microtubules and microfilaments holding me together
we grow stronger...
until we don't
and we crack
brittle pieces flying everywhere
getting stuck just to cause more pain
when we can no longer heal
and holes take taking the place of where greatness once lied
we are bones