"Skeleton at the feast "

There sat the skeleton

The evil that once lived

The pureness once tasted

There sat my reflection

There sat a part of my history

 Mirroring my empty life

 Reminding me that thy true happiness suffered the inevitable death

 Where did time go when your love songs were sung?

When thy tears kissed the dust

Where art thou now?

Now that thy pain has ceased or rather just in a state of sleep

 I wonder … dear skeleton, are any of your children with me?

Are residual feelings, malignant carcinogens waiting for me to find a figment of reason to smile only to explode …

Releasing its parasites of painful memories that inhibit movement to mental freedom- PIECE OF MIND!

At the table of every relationship

There you sit, at the head of the table

To feast on my delusional state of mind …