hidden

My secrets,
my tales
will you tell
will you share
if I were to reveal,
explain myself
my actions?

no.
you will tell.
my secrets.
they are mine
I guard them
with my heart
my mind and soul

I will not
tell you my secrets
my heart
and my thoughts
give me those
they are mine

I’m bleeding.
my secrets have scoured me
their razor blades
shave my skin

you want to take my secrets,
cradle my heart
make me feel loved again?
no-- you also will abandon me
you also will leave me to rot
and die
in the smoldering
dust beaten by the sun.