The Blood of Secrecy
The whole world’s sun in my own backyard!
how it got there wasn’t hard
Its daily route around the globe
invites a new day to unfold
Now once again it takes my mind;
that’s cleaned and scraped and freshly lined
and ready for a brand-new day
the all but unfamiliar way
of keeping things I wish to hide
Me-the inner self inside
And as the east reveals her moon
I sense the evening coming soon
to hide my mind inside my dreams
and bind it tight with trusty seams
for I must dwell in privacy
(as that’s my preference now, you see)
I AM an island to myself
and do exist here very well
I must dictate my own control
of what I spill from out 'my soul
Intrusion’s a needle to my vein
that when pricked, begins to drain
the blood of all my secrecy
the only kind that’s found in me.
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