Some secrets
were hidden in poems
and stories and prides
and said between smiles
and jokes.
Some were seen in dreams
and movies, where others where
buried so deep
So no one could see
their darkness.
Between words or imagery
Everybody has secrets
What happened to yours?
YOU ARE READING
Memories
PoetryFor when thoughts invade or your mind it's 5 am and still sleep won't come For when you want to shout And scream out loud For they to leave you at peace. Sometimes writting everything straight Just isn't enough. Sometimes it has to rhyme, To follow...
