Knocking on the door of your heart

Just a poem I made as I felt it in my own heart

Knocking on the door of your heart
Hoping you would open it
But all I get on my heart are darts
Each creating in my heart a pit

There was some hope in me yet
The door opened slightly
But sadly I had made a bet
That the chain was still on it entirely

Is it love that I should stay
Or should I respect myself and go
I cannot hold the darkness at bay
As time passes there is more woe

Do I try to force this love
Until it turns into hate or resentment
As each day you shove
Pushing me into the strong current

Am I to always be drenched in blood
While you don’t really care
Hitting me with a steel rod
Trying to make me bare

Maybe I should let myself be taken
By the blood currents that flow
To take me to a better place laden
With happiness and a rainbow