Sitting on a chair by engulfing my own hands, lots of thought pondering making my brain die, In a state of despondency, don't know what to do? don't know where to go? memories start to haunt by taking me in flashback, Where I was a happy child where my smile was the palace of beautiful dreams, where sunrise and sunsets Brought solace to my enchanting eyes, where depth of wind brought essence to my lonely skin, Heart numbs, causing me the pain Thus, I come back to reality There is no path of light to be found, Tears start to flow down making me drown under the palace of beautiful silence I keep talking to Myself trying to calm me down for minutes, for seconds so I could think, think to escape because I'm trapped in complete darkness, making my soul anxious my body starts shivering leaving me a scar I breathe but feels like I'm not breathing so, I breathe again My neck starts to dry eventually realise there is no water around and I start to cry more, I kneel down, I start to pray desperately whispering loudly , " please help me," but no one listens, days pass but there is no hope still around I start to feel weak now my body gave up and so are my desires which I dreamt since the day I was born it will only be in my dreams, as I can't fulfill them in reality.
Researchers believe that keeping secrets can lead to feelings of loneliness and can also lead to isolation, in extreme cases. Also, holding secrets takes energy so it’s tiring to keep a secret, sometimes impossible whereas revealing information can be a step toward recovery.
--Today, write a creative piece about your secrets.--