my darling skeleton
why, you've grown so thin!
did the demons sew your pretty lips?
cut the skin around your dainty hips?
my darling skeleton
oh, what a mess you're in!
skin pulled taut over your bones
a smile hides your stomach's groans
my darling skeleton
ghouls and ghosts your only kin
a fragile china doll left on a shelf
collecting dust, a shell of your former self
my darling broken boy
the demons stole all of your joy
a pile of bones shivering on the floor
the skeleton desperate to lose more
YOU ARE READING
dark poems
Poetrythis seems like poetry and prose sometimes it's more than you'd suppose see, what my mind creates, goes but what that is, nobody knows
