18/02/12
Secrets  

I have learned my lesson.
Screaming doesn't make it better,
won't make it go away.
So I'll remain in silence,
and that way I should stay.
But in my own confession,
it will never really matter,
if my pain will ever lessen.
I'll keep watching myself shatter.

Scared by my own reflection,
what I have become.
With neither heartbreak nor rejection.
Ask myself where it came from.

Why stop playing with fire,
when I'm already burned?
Why accept my fall, so dire?
When I'm already hurt?

And I find it hard to breathe,
feel awful in my skin.
With all the secrets underneath,
and all the secrets in between.
Suppress
the desire to say the words unspoken.
Oppress
the feeling to admire the unbroken.

Floating in a sea of misery.
Everything seems meaningless,
When the waves increase.
And violently start hitting me.
Then suddely digress,
and give me time to convalesce.

There's sure no need to ask,
When I don't know how to respond.
Keep myself hidden behind my mask,
where all my secrets quietly abscond.