My Dark Little World

Retreat!          
Seeking the shadows in gutters that cloak my existence          
From prying eyes and probing tongues flicking questions          
Not wanting my layers of scars to be seen          
Or to hear whispering voices between my dead ears          
Asking me how forgotten old scars came to be          
I don't want to remember or see them again          
When it is hard enough to feel their echo cling to my skin          
Reminding me of lies I confessed to no one but God          
Because I have no faith in his truth or infinite substance          
Much less in hope of receiving divine forgiveness          
Between Earth and Hell is there a perceptible difference?          
         
Regret          
Follows me, haunting the choice selfishly picked like a flower          
To pretty up my ugliness and hide who I once wanted to be          
Too late to wake up from someone else's bad dream          
My nightmare consumes hallways that once led to a chest full of hope          
Until Pandora decided that was the box where she could hide all her sin          
Or was that just my excuse to pretend I had no crimes to conceal?          
Perfectly hidden behind my invisible mask of deceit          
Closets locked with skeleton keys carved from bones still unrevealed          
Containing the secrets not even I expose to light or to sight          
Here not even bats can sense the difference between black and white          
Where beyond these tightly sealed doors it remains forever midnight