Let us dwell now through my heart,
among the many chambers I have build.
Stride past the ones in ruin or torn apart,
where love was brutally killed.
Let us stay for a while in others.
Warm and welcoming, the ones I love you to see.
“Don’t you think these chambers are great,
don’t you love this part of me?”
And then there are those chambers which are closed.
Here my demons and nightmares all but sleep.
When unlocked they stand unapposed,
and they will shred, tear and cut deep.
In time, it is these chambers I need to clear.
Clear them out to start anew.
Rid them of the blight and fear,
but to do so, I will need you.