Finger Bones

Caressing the grass to try to connect to the earth

I am on the ground but I can’t feel my worth

The breeze tumbles in, my hair, it rehearsed

To dance in the wind before my spirit could first

Leaves shuffle in, everything connected to dirt

The mother is happy, not yet at her worst

The trees are so lively I wonder how long they have until they desert

Their green beauty that will soon start to hurt

While all these things change around me

I am still stuck without my surroundings

The sun beams but my skin is the only thing that absorbs it

Do I even have skin?

Am I just a body that is morbid?

Some people care to touch it

But their hold is too tight, so my soul, they crush it

And maybe that’s why

I don’t feel alive

Everyone leaves, everyone dies

I look up at the perfect sky

Clouds widen as they rise

Eventually they’ll separate like you and I

Guess they aren’t as perfect as I see with my eyes

There is two sides to every story

Or more if you include other’s worries

The insects eat and then they bury

Back in to the soil that feeds nature’s glory

I’m not sure what I’m doing here

Or if I’m even here at all

Will I ever join the forces that

Everyone else calls home

If I don’t

Then I won’t

Stay to lose control

Because I’ve never had any.. any at all

I may see you in the stars

But then I’ll leave you all alone

The darkness is calling

That’s where I’ve grown

We are separated by my hopeless hope

In due time, I will finally be successful with my goal

…the universe at my finger bones