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Array ( [sid] => 185934 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Skin and Bones [time] => 2019-02-26 05:02:42 [hometext] => [bodytext] => everything I feel
paints my landscape like a battlefield
every step I take
just leaves me burning at the stake
but Iíll never let it show
Ďcause I canít find the way home
canít I just lay my head down?
Iím so tired of living on the edge of a breakdown

this house is not a home
Ďcause Iím never alone
I never know
who might open the door
Iím a prisoner of war
and of my very own lore

Iím grasping at straws
the rotting corpses of all that was
Iím clinging so tight
to anything I can make just right
eating, breathing self-control
**** my tarnished heart and soul
skin and bones are all I need
theyíre the only parts of me anybody can see

this bodyís no temple
just an accidental
dirty rental
so lock all of the doors
Ďcause weíre going to war
and weíre **** keeping score

never a blank slate
the numbers slowly accumulate
I sink my teeth in
but the image you see is deceiving
only my eyes know the truth
apparitions of my youth
running fingers over curves
dig my nails in Ďcause I **** hate this war of nerves

thereís no sanctuary
from this adversary
I canít bury
choking on poison
please donít let the noise in
this pain Iím not voicing [comments] => 2 [counter] => 115 [topic] => 61 [informant] => MoonlitAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Skin and Bones

Contributed by MoonlitAngel on Tuesday, 26th February 2019 @ 05:02:42 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



everything I feel
paints my landscape like a battlefield
every step I take
just leaves me burning at the stake
but Iíll never let it show
Ďcause I canít find the way home
canít I just lay my head down?
Iím so tired of living on the edge of a breakdown

this house is not a home
Ďcause Iím never alone
I never know
who might open the door
Iím a prisoner of war
and of my very own lore

Iím grasping at straws
the rotting corpses of all that was
Iím clinging so tight
to anything I can make just right
eating, breathing self-control
**** my tarnished heart and soul
skin and bones are all I need
theyíre the only parts of me anybody can see

this bodyís no temple
just an accidental
dirty rental
so lock all of the doors
Ďcause weíre going to war
and weíre **** keeping score

never a blank slate
the numbers slowly accumulate
I sink my teeth in
but the image you see is deceiving
only my eyes know the truth
apparitions of my youth
running fingers over curves
dig my nails in Ďcause I **** hate this war of nerves

thereís no sanctuary
from this adversary
I canít bury
choking on poison
please donít let the noise in
this pain Iím not voicing




Copyright © MoonlitAngel ... [ 2019-02-26 05:02:42]
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Re: Skin and Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Tuesday, 26th February 2019 @ 09:37:22 PM AEST
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So deep and sad....
I have written similar and many here have as well.
A very profound write but too sad to rejoice over..
I hope you just write of struggles and are not living them.
Great expressions here.


Re: Skin and Bones (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Wednesday, 25th September 2019 @ 07:59:56 PM AEST
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this bodyís no temple
just an accidental
dirty rental

This is just too good
Wow you should embrace the anguish and weave straw into silk like you have with this write.




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