Secrets
Who do you tell your deepest secrets to?
Where do you hide your dark past?
Is there an alley that leads you to a land so barren where I can just bury it once and for all?
Is there a sea so wide that I can throw my bottled up confessions into and not worry about it ever reaching any land?
Where can I find a mountain so high that will not give me echos back of what I scream out of my lungs?
How much more do I have to suppress it within myself?
How long have I got before it bursts out and lays everything out in the open?
How long before the truth spills out itself?
How many more times do I have to lie to everyone?
How many more times do I have to lie to myself?
Or can I just keep it like this forever?
©sharmee_m
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sharmee_m 105w
06/08
I just felt the need to tell you this but I haven't murdered someone, in case you got any ideas!
Your way of writing leaves no room to feel anything (as something) mission as we most probably are well aware of... You always write meaningful
In my view, secrets keep us strong and alert or share with someone who you have after god