skeletons

Kill me.
Cut me.
Curse my name.
Tear me down,
It's all the same.
I have demons you can't hide,
and my closet bursts with bones.
Fight me.
Fool me.
Who are you?
What difference does it make?
No ones left to clean this mess.
So pointless are the days.
Fraught with fear and discontent.
You aught not think too much.
I have demons you can't hide,
and my closet bursts with bones.
Darkness spreads across the land.
The door was left ajar.
We think we know much better now,
but that was idle luck.
Hurt me.
Hide me.
Who will know?
The streetlights flicker fast.
I have demons you can't hide,
and my closet bursts with bones.