You

I scooped up your soul but it slipped through my fingers.
That's how I knew your spirit still lingers.
The coarseness of you leaves several abrasions.
Thoughts of the past take hold like invasions.
Your mood swings are a sand castle so fragile.
I can't escape for your strike is so agile.
I started believing this is what I deserve.
Hiding myself behind quiet reserve.
Can't let loose what I really feel.
Caging the beast behind four walls of steel.
Suddenly feeling like I'm going to blow.
Friends keep telling me I need to go.
Feeling alone and lost within.
Your words plant seeds and leave cuts on my skin.
I cry alone after everyone's gone
And pick up the knife to continue on...