Unrecognizably Yours

 

If I hide in your closet

Next to the skeletons you keep there

Standing still and quiet and alone,

If I’m so eager to hear the rumored truth

That I wait for hours listening for the worst,

If when you speak my nightmares come true,

 

It won’t matter

Because my decomposition will have begun long before.

 

You have been under my skin for seemingly centuries,

In my hair for just as long,

On my mind for weeks if not months,

Only recently held in my heart, but still.

Speculation has weakened my condition.

 

When the acid in your words finally drips into my veins,

Your paralyzing venom the worst kind of IV,

My lungs will burn while they dissolve,

My tears won’t come before my eyes have bled,

 

And by the time you find me

I’ll just be another skeleton in your closet.

Unrecognizably yours.