All I have left are my bones, everything else ripped away. Nothing to give because nothing was ever given. They left me hanging here, got sick of waiting for me to fall apart and fall down. But here I sway, there can be no question as to how indivisible my bones are. Sleepless night for one and all, if it was only known what my skeleton dreams of.
June 21, 2006 at 3:04 am
Interesting blog, I am trying to decide if you are just depressed or whether you are a goth or something. Mick http://rockwatching.wordpress.com
June 21, 2006 at 3:30 am
I’m not goth, but I do like the night. The blog is what it is and that’s a diary of an insane skeleton. I’m not the skeleton it’s just an idea. Hope you read the rest, the only thing I know for sure is that it’s work is not done.
September 26, 2006 at 8:36 am
You should write some songs
December 21, 2006 at 12:48 am
Oh man, that’s an awesome post. =D