People Inside Me

I’ve tried to hide it
I hide so well
But there’s no escaping
Why I’m heading for hell.

She walks toward my lonely
Pets the skin like a whore
My inner person squirms and dies
Before I can tell her- live more!

She’s taking the people that make up me
One by one she goes
Confidence, and now dear lovely hope
Before anyone can really know.

I’m bipolar with my people crowd
People in my soul
But she’s no better than any other
With her layers and evil goals.

Please do much so pardon me
Murder and blood combined.
Her skin may hang upon my door
So one layer can truly be mine.