bones

I hugged you yesterday
And my arms felt almost empty
Your bones I held instead of you
Someone tell me what to do

Why can I help mere strangers
But not the ones I’ve loved?
It’s been another year and
There’s less and less of you my dear

They tell me what they think of you
And how I ought to help
Don’t they know my heart is breaking?
Do they feel my dry tears aching?

I have the knowledge
The information from the books
But your life is not a hardbound copy
This ink and paper got more than sloppy

Old and dear friend
Why won’t you let me help?
Your bones I held instead of you
Someone please tell me what to do…