Secrets like snakes
- December 31, 2019
Secrets are like serpents which creep in on you.
Secrets of truths
Secrets of fears
Secrets of pasts
Secrets of the present
Secrets of the future
Secrets of others
Secrets about others
These secrets keep piercing my conscience, creeping into my mind when it’s silent, slowly eating on my thoughts.
It’s a buildup of layers of stories and truths that I am afraid to share with anyone even with the one I love.
It’s like a buildup of skin I am afraid to shed.
It keeps creeping up on me but I am afraid to let it out because of my fears.
I am afraid of:
Sharing my truth
Sharing my past
Sharing thoughts and opinions
Hurting the people, I love
I would rather carry my secrets to the grave because that way I know the secrets lie only within me and dies with me.
In death, my secrets are safe, covered in depths of sand, mud and earth, never to see the light of day.
My secrets are only safe with me and under the cold earth.