Skeletal Poet's Sonnents

I'll Tell You A Secret

I'll Tell You A Secret

I'll tell you a secret, silver moon
Catastrophic hues of blues
That you engulf me
In a sense of trust and love

I'll tell you a secret, about my damned pens
And darken shades of reds on my skin
You do know that I'm a mad woman
With a pen and a sharp tongue

I'll tell you about my words I never said,
Only if I had, would he like me back?
Would she not say my wound isn't greater than hers?

I'll tell you of the nights I spent alone,
Thinking he'd text me back
Or just look at my text
I stared for so long

I'll tell you about my songs,
The ones I never sing,
The ones that feel like chainsaw
If not written

I'll tell you of my hopes buried,
Buried under the faint light
Of stars and my tears

I'll tell you a secret, silver moon,
One I never thought I'd tell,
I like him,
I really do,
But I'm catastrophic to
Everyone I love.

You a whole of light,
You hold my fears and tears
And inks of frustration.

And in return you shine bright for me,
A secret keeper cloaked in the sky black.