I am a safe
My secrets buried beneath lock
And key. Beneath layers of
Me.
There is a reason why
I am like this. Inside me
Is not a treasure, but a
Volatile, dangerous thing
Slowly eating me
Up.
The first few layers
Are normal, mainly
Surface. Most is things
You probably know- my age
Name, height, hobbies.
So easy, I keep these layers
Unguarded, unlocked.
Next
Come the layers
The layers of secrets.
First, the ones I've shared, but
Delving deeper, the ones I haven't
Yet. Maybe one day I'll show
You.
And then, at the very
Heart of me, the biggest
Secret, the one only a very very
Few know.
I don't think I'll ever
Show you this
One, for it is so volatile
So dangerous, that it could
Explode, and wipe us both
Out.
~july 2018
