Dark Secrets

Today has been…. Well… unpleasant.  Tonight’s poem is appropriate for the occasion.

Dark Secrets
 
My mind is occupied with pain
It’s nobody’s fault but my own
Sometimes we keep dark secrets there
We deal with all alone
 
Of course it’s bad for circumstance
To hide our inner heart
Often when we hide despair
It keeps us far apart
 
But what if I disclosed my hurt
Imbrued upon another
Then they’d be burdened within my pain
And both of us could smother
 
I guess some things you keep inside
Withdrawn from helping hands
Ladened with encumbered soul
Like the hour glass sifting sand
 
Often it will take its toll
Absorbing all that matters
While darkness clouds the rhymes of life
Leaves broken hearts in tatters
 
Of course you never really know
A person’s soul to bear
Cause every soul with consciousness
Will hide dark secrets…