Back to the Closet

I’ve been hated, beaten, laughed at and more
I’ve never ment to hurt anyone.
I went through hell to shed light on the skelton in my closet
Can’t people see the irony in our relationships.
We expose our wounds to our friends in our weak moments
They reassure they have your back but 6 months later no return call or email.
I”m guilting of caring and being a friend
I won’t back to the closet to please a friend or family.
Sometimes I wonder if I should have kept the bullet in the gun
Full closet and casket, but I chose to live with an empty casket and closet