Bones

Bones ulcers acid control distortion
Bones skin veins blue isolation
Bones paranoia burns red fire
Bones hollow void empty pyres
Bones eating away at your
mind controlling your
life dismantling your
soul

honesty integrity emotional spiritual assist
bony crevices you can't resist
stomach that hurts each day
pain always has its way
when you're the last beautiful man
I'd reach out for your hand.

A/N: This was inspired by silverchair's "Ana's Song (Open Fire)" (a really beautiful song). The last two lines are sort of fanfic; the rest isn't.