My mind haunts me on the crack of sleep.
My Secrets only I shall weep.
Hidden stories that make up me.
How  to  explain  I cannot see,
But with my secrets I am free.
No hope, no love, no remedy.
I feel it all just slip away
Until it's gone, one morning, one day,
But no good morning here today.
For the secrets at night are here to stay
Your secrets are yours to keep,
But know every night when you try to sleep.
It's secrets that keep you awake to weep.