Fear
of whom fo i trust?
the one who bore me
those who cared for me
those i have never met
or do i keep my secrets untold?
there are things of the likes of which
shall never be said aloud
but screamed against my skull
all might one day be used against me
tis' i shall never know
what it's like to-
let my guard down
talk as though i have nothing to hide
laugh in the faces of those who oppose me
or share stories of the past
without holding back information
these secrets of mine
lay on my tongue
waiting to jump out
and crawl into your thoughts
but these secrets of mine
you'll never know
as they lay on my tongue
pondering who to tell
and who to hide from
is it you i trust?
Copyright © Kenna Nunnery | Year Posted 2008
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