A skull. <br />Fleshless, cracked <br />And empty. <br /> <br />Its vacant eyes <br />Starring <br />Into the future... <br />A future that never came. <br /> <br />It, just there <br />Unable to think <br />About what could have been <br />Or to reminisce and remember <br /> <br />A skull, <br />Just sitting there. <br />Once filled with a brain <br />Full of ideas and memories, <br />Now empty. <br />Left to sit there on the table <br />As if it were a paperweight, <br />Or a centerpiece.<br /><br />Leah Michele<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-skull-4/
