Hold up my hand

See the space between my fingers

See the gaps between my bones

Try to walk

Teeter, totter to the side

Stumble and fall

Try to laugh

Cracked lips

Broken smile

There are skeletons in all of us

And some live inside our heads

Because the world was never welcoming

Because I'm a stepping stone

Instead of a mountain

But skeletons hold up bodies

And castles are built from stones

And maybe spaces are meant to be filled

Not with the acceptance of others

But with that of ourselves

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Dedicated to @MundaneMirror because I was influenced to publish my midnight ramblings hidden on my computer because of her. I love you! <3 

~October