Burdened by Secrets
Some secrets my soul have burdened and some I will take to my grave. But secrets involving people’s lives, have entrapped me in a cave. I am constantly worried sick and my black hair has turned grey.
Should I reveal the truth? What do I have to lose, or what good will I gain? I walk with a smile on my face, but the secrets I keep will bring others pain.
My true spirit runs wild, to guilt I can’t be enslaved. Is it fair to leave others in darkness, without shedding light on the truth? Or should I avoid causing harm and suppress the truth in its youth?
With chains I feel I am binded, but desperately need to break free. My heart tells me to speak, but my thoughts with my heart disagree . I wish I could break my binds and let the truth set me free.
My poor soul lives in despair, as my worry has reached it’s peek. I humbly ask the good Lord for guidance and his wisdom I do seek. If not for his mercy, I would have certainly died of fatigue.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Copyright © Saleh Ben Saleh | Year Posted 2024
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