i fear the unknown
i am afraid of what may be told
from the remaining of what i hold
all that is left is a little hope. . .
i try my best to tell the truth
because in the end what is there to lose?
tell the truth or tell the lie a wise decision i have to choose
how long can i keep this secret?
its been so long since i kept it hidden
all this time i have forbidden...
heck who am i kidding!
in honesty im breaking
my heart is aching
so much time it has taken
will your eyes finally awaken?
that my lie was mistaken for the truth?
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Mind | Poetry.
PoetryJust some poems i write when i feel like it . . .hope you read them. warning, these poems are pretty dark. I get depression easily, and i recently picked up on poetry. So i thoughts of expressing my thoughts to words.
