Oh my lovely little sack of bones,
You scream my name;
Music to my ears,
Even though you sound like a train halting to a stop.
Oh my lovely little sack of bones,
You give me orders and I obey,
Never question or dismiss.
Tonight we are to walk, I nod, that’s all.
Oh my lovely little sack of bones,
I see you shiver in the summer air.
The smell of salt water and cigarettes fill my nose.
Oh my lovely little sack of bones,
You say how the world is against you,
You really don’t understand how wrong you really are.
You keep telling me we will be together,
Away from here, far far away.
And all I can do is nod,
Knowing those chances are long gone.
Oh my lovely sack of bones,
You cannot understand how beautiful you are.
You just complain…
How fat or too skinny you are, depends on your mood.
Oh my lovely little sack of bones,
You start to sing to me now;
Sweet…soft…high,
But now with a few raspy gasps of breath.
Probably from all the pollution you put in yourself.
Oh my lovely sack of bones,
We are back at the beginning of the end,
But I notice something….
Two figures in the distance, dark, scary, curious.
Not my lovely little sack of bones or me,
But a ghost of something that was, but now is gone.
Next to it a giant standing tall, but a cold heart filled with bitterness and anger.
The ghost fades away with only just a whisper.
Leaving the giant to roam the world, alone….
Goodnight dear ghost
My lovely little sack of bones…..