I’ve got secrets.
Deep dark shadowy things.
Their legs and tentacles stir.
Things I forgot creep out.
Things I wish stayed there.
For every time I didn’t do right.
To the times I left when it was right.

I have secrets.
People who know me.
Don’t know the real me.
They watch the screen I put up.
They see the thing I let out.
The hero on the white horse,
Oh yeah that’s me. . See!

I need secrets
The faults that shake us.
The quake in the soul.
For every unfulfilled dream
For every unfulfilled desire.
I long to let them free.
But you would see me then.


21 thoughts on “Secret

      1. Blue pill or red? Which would you swallow? Oh sorry I fell into the Matrix. We joke about one of our vendors as being Agent Smith and his posse. So it was top of mind instead of Alice in Wonderland.

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      2. Bright colors are so attractive for a reason. Like babies are only cute because of big eyes makes you see them other than needy monsters.


      1. Oh well in that case I have nothing to worry about. My mind looks for sweet chocolate and potato chips. >:)

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      2. The Easter bunny isn’t far off my dear. >:) Of course, the Monty python bunny fits the story a but better >:C (ok it’s not thousands of pointy teeth)


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