My chest is hollow
My bones are led
There lives a battle
Inside my head
I long to live
I'm hoping to die
I laugh so much
I only do cry
My chest so heavy
My bones so light
I love the darkness
I love the light
My mind can't stop
My body can't rest
And my heart
Is only a pest
My chest too lonely
My bones too loved
And as it happens
My heart gets shoved
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The Poet Grace
PoetryA collection of poems I add to when sad Spirit of fire: A poem about a young man who makes it through a war. I wanted to use one line: "I'm cold to the bone with chittering teeth" and ended up crying my way through this poem. I might make it into a...
