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  I know im on the inside
but i want to see outside too
i now i've been deteriorating for months inside this grave
i've not gotten a clue
where the key is to my coffin
i sure know that i can feel my bones as my flesh rots away

but oohhhhh
i still want to know
what is on the outside of this grave

but oohhhh
i still believe in, magic
i still want to haunt and be alive for once more
even if its just one day
i just need to talk.,
alone, with you

you ask me things such that i cant answer
' how long have i been dead inside? '
' how do you know and see the future? '
' how can you tell if your bones are still bright as light ?'
i dont know
how long i can stand this
i thought you could've told em how it is
how did die
how did i get into a coffin?
why am i still wearing this tuxedo from the dinner at night?
it's been too long
since i've last had seen this red rose inside my pocket
this is so confusing

how can i, even function without a brain or any organs?
that is the question of the night.   

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 31, 2015 ⏰

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