I am drowning in secrets,
With no bubble to keep me afloat.
Daydreams and manufactured thoughts,
Of all shapes, sizes and colours
Secrets of pink pastels and of shadows too,

It's wonder how many secrets can be held,
Within the orbs of these two eyes alone,
Of desires and truths and kaleidoscopic thoughts,
And pains and hurts, real and imagined.
I am drowning in an ocean of secrets,

And I dont know what to do.

~harishwings