Skeletons in my closet

Through this gap I fall again,
Split between your indifference
And my desperation.
Through your stretched arms,
I slip into this hole.
You ask to come in me.
I can only beg you not to.
Cause if you do, you might disappear;
See this dark inside, the echoing agony,
A choking infant drowning in black tears.
Your trigger you push against my finger,
This mask you keep pulling at.
….Here, I let it slip…


You run for the door,
But I can’t have you leave.
You looked inside,
The very darkness I warned you against.
I begged you, consider this request,
Let it go, let it go…
Yet you ripped apart the stitches,
And let loose the blood, a thousand cries,
That made no sense to you.
Nodding slightly, trembling with fear,
Struggling to break free, from my grip.
I claw your slender throat…
Let me go, let me go…
…I wish I could…

But remember, I’ll always be there,
In your darkest, on the grass above you.
I wish I had another choice;
But this blade I must run through you,
Twist, and turn until u bleed.
Forgive me; my selfish deed.
Ill always remember you,
Ill always be there for you.
Ill even write it in your blood,
Name-graffiti on the Wall.
Cover up the cracks,
That lets the sunlight seep through.
Hope this tear-drop guides you,
For I have none more to offer.