there is an art
to secrets
a necessity
to keeping them,
to hiding them away
like the dust under the rug
or the thing just Too Uncomfortable to talk about
that get hidden
under guilt
and shame
and fear
(this
is not
a reason
to keep them)
but there exists a thing
called protection
and something
more terrible:
love.
these are things you will die for.
sometimes, secrets fall into place
so you do not have to.
sometimes, yes, they will bury you whole
still alive, still breathing, but drowning --
there are days when they will save you
instead.
Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 4:06 AM UTC
there is an art
to secrets
a necessity
to keeping them,
to hiding them away
like the dust under the rug
or the thing just Too Uncomfortable to talk about
that get hidden
under guilt
and shame
and fear
(this
is not
a reason
to keep them)
but there exists a thing
called protection
and something
more terrible:
love.
these are things you will die for.
sometimes, secrets fall into place
so you do not have to.
sometimes, yes, they will bury you whole
still alive, still breathing, but drowning --
there are days when they will save you
instead.