Skin And Bones

Skin and bones,Created from dust,These skin and bones,Chase the wind and lust. They run the wrong way,Straight toward Hell’s gate,If they continue on,My soul will meet a fiery fate. Fueled by dissatisfaction,A life never fulfilled,Trying to fill the hole,Using the gift of freewill. Never challenged my potential,Abuse myself with all I have done,With a heartContinue reading “Skin And Bones”