it’s dark here
the secret inside
my legs curl
up against me
my arms wrap
around them tightly
I long to
feel something more
than the pain
of the truth
this closet becomes
my only savior
dark and small
crowded with soft
a spider dances
towards my arm
I do nothing
I had done
nothing to help
and I’m alone
silently exiled for
my own anger
so I stay
it’s black here