Secrets

Some harbor them jelaously.

Some hide them out of sight

some beleive that magically

they'll never come to light.

Some trade away other's lies

some barter with the truth.

Some think it best, think it kind

if they supply the proof.

I scuttled away into the dark

shielding my fact from the sun.

I heard the song of a shadowlark

and thought my time had come.

We ran from family, hid from friends

who never had a clue.

But when I made a suicide attempt

they knew I was more than blue.

I wonder if it was best to lie

to say I wasnt dead inside

to say that I never cried

to claim my brain wasnt fried.

I went off my meds, went off the edgte

all the secrets spilling forth

all the demons being led

by their leader, which could morph

into the doppelganger of myself

a secret being sold

using my forefathers backs as pelts

martyrs of the bold.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hmmmm

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