Their Skeleton Feet Keep Walking

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*Wild Card Post*

I’m mourning the family I see everyday.

Replaying their laughs and their cries

Because I don’t want to ever lose the sound of their voices.

Even though I hear them every night

When they rip each other apart with screams instead of fists.

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The funerals are already done and over with

But I didn’t go to any of them.

I couldn’t look into their eyes and see that spark of life

It would only remind me of how much I have to lose.

And besides,

How do you pay your respects to a breathing corpse?

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I swear when we talk, we don’t communicate,

Just shout words through the vail, hoping one of us gets through.

But all we ever have is a collection of one-sided conversations.

The memories I have of us never felt like this.

And this feeling, I don’t want to keep it.

So I return to the smiles without tears,

When we weren’t split between gravestones

Because they couldn’t stand sharing with each other.

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Right now, I’m grieving my family,

Listening to songs about heartache as I cradle myself to sleep

Because I’m so afraid to lose them,

That I pretend they’re already gone.

But their skeleton feet keep walking and I can’t help wondering,

Maybe it was never them that died,

Maybe it was me.

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-The Splintered Pencil

12 thoughts on “Their Skeleton Feet Keep Walking”

    1. Oh my gosh thank you that literally means the world to me! I definitely feel that not knowing how to describe a feeling. I’ll admit this one took me a hot minute to write, it’s such a hard feeling to describe

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