This poem is a mess and I am very sorry.

My hands shook

The day I went to open up

The cabinet underneath the sink

In the basement at your place

You never let me down there

And even when you did

Under close supervision

The cabinet seemed out of place

And then there I was

In the dark of the night

Making mistakes and mistakes

That I now bring to light

I admit to my failures

And I show you these truths

I offer you a chance

At redemption that you never had

But you always wanted

I offer you a chance

At going again

To the place where the world ends

I warn you step back

But you don't and you're falling

The water's cement

And it's rushing to meet you

And now is when I admit it

I opened up that cabinet

In your basement

And underneath laundry detergent and windex

I found the tupperware

Like any other meal

On any other day

But this was awful

And awful again

The bones were gnawed away

And where the meat clung on

I could see

Blood spilling from arteries

And veins

I saw the heart, thinly connected

To each of the pieces

With veins thin as thread

And I saw it beating

Through the tupperware lid

And I screamed and I cried

And though I might have tried

I couldn't remember why l loved you

Because I knew this was me

I remembered these bruises

I remembered your hands

Harsh as the knife you held

And I remember giving you my heart

The one in the tupperware

Netted to the rest of me

By veins in vain

Trying to keep me together

You've torn me apart

I hope that you know that

I hope that this turns out to be

Your confession

Instead of mine