Poems and stuff

Inside

The only reason that tore me
Before my glory,
Were the eyes that laid on a sight so sweet
I knew I had to retreat
I clenched my fist and I felt haste in my stride
Hoping that the only thing that would be hurt would be my pride
No, everything hurt
I had to confide
There was no more stride
Nor the pride
My ears, damn the ears that heard the secrets
Voice like honey secretes the secrets I never wanted to hear
The absolute opposite of the reason of my pride, my stride
I wanted to hide
For the secrets, sharp like arrows, pounded on my chest
For I hide behind a faux smile and retreated into the shell of mine
"I'm fine"
That was a lie
Hiding behind the faux smile and the shell of mine, I had to confide
Once a again, I had to confide
No longer to hide, the hideous, honeyed voice that secretes the secrets I never wanted to hear
Wretched, wonderfully wicked secrets I never wanted to hear
It hurt
More than the pride, it hurt
May it forever stay inside