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Jan 2012
Don’t look now, because I am watching you again.
From the shadows of your mind.
From the light you left behind.
I am here, forevermore.
Even as my heart lay on the floor.

I am the things you’ve done that you will never admit.

I didn’t exist to any but you.

I was there, I was real.
I felt your hand in mine.
You know that I was there in the past.
Still alive inside your mind.

Repress. Distress. Wish you could end it.
Because no matter what you think, in your closet, I sit.

The white shadow you cast on me is gone.
It recedes to dust.
Like everything must.
I was real, I know.
After all, it is your fault that I am bones.

Twist the story, tell the lie.
Tell them all, say goodbye.
In your head, I never leave.
In my own, you are all I’ve ever seen.

Why don’t you let go?
So I can too?
Release this stranglehold.
**** my thoughts,
And how they fuse with my heart.

I am the Skeleton in your closet.

And I will not leave.
Daniel Corvus Kloc
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