She's in dark

it's like I have shed
another person inside me,
she is afraid, she is alone, she is dark.
and it's all in chaos,
 survivng by fighting to keep
everything under control.
an illusion of happiness:
I feel that she is crushing my chest
and she is scratching me in the throat.
she doesn't trust anyone,
and while I smile
she tells me to run away.
I climbed the stairs, up and down ...
 until I reached this door,
to throw myself.
leave the weight of the void.