Secrets are meant to keep, not to say.
My life, my own and should be that way.
Public humiliation all my secrets known.
I want to die, I want to hide and be alone.
On Internet, my secrets totally exposed to all.
Crashing crumbling my emotions tumble and fall.
How could he be so cruel and hurt me so?
Inside I cry, weep and wish, no one my secrets to know.
My whole world is spiraling and it will not stall.
I hate him now and wish he would die from a fall.
Tumbling flailing with no stopping he will cry.
I will see him writhing in pain as he begins to die.
No, hate hurts me too much, I can’t stand it.
Why can’t I hate him and loathe him for a bit?
Inside I love him and it hurts me even more.
It hurts so much I sit, I cry, on the floor.
Secrets are meant to keep, not to say.
Even when his mind happens to stray.
He shouldn’t have spoken what he shouldn’t say.
My heart is torn asunder by given secrets this day. |
