my secret

A dark secret I held for so long,
Eating me from the inside out, don’t,
Mind the pun dear, and you, only you,
Offered to hold me close to you and to,
Keep me safe and you’d let me cry.

I used to hide away, in a corner,
All alone, I’d pushed everyone away,
Until, someone took away my knife and,
Gave me a pen and said to me ‘write.’
So I wrote away my fears and my pain.

What if I cant beat this thing?
What if it overcomes me once again?
Please sweetie, help me, please, heal me,
When I fall, hold my hand; please?
And pull me up and help me stand.

Hold me close as my tears run and,
This feeling of insecurity leaves me please,
So many lies I’ve told, so many people,
That I’ve deceived; it’s for them, I say,
It’s for me, I know, didn’t want to see this.

This feeling of despair, of exhaustion,
I feel faint, you held me up when I,
Needed to feel your gentle touch around me,
Can you hold me up now? Truth is what,
You now know, this secret I held too long.

Hidden from the world, I used to dwell,
Not living, yet not dead; I was just there,
Tears dried upon my cheeks, blood on my,
Wrists, legs, blood on my hands; it wouldn’t go,
Then you came, and helped me see it wasn’t,

There anymore.