Secrets [Acrostic]

by Daylight Lucidity   Oct 1, 2013


Stories and pains kept inside a chest where it claws a bloody
Escape from behind ribs that house my frozen heart,
Curiosity peaks in my mind as to why I keep my arms wrapped around my torso;
Reminding myself of the aching that lingers, that which no one can help.
Eagerness to cling to my numbness resounds and grabs hold,
Torturing my already weak mind and will to stand, these
Secrets will be the death of me.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Redangelwings

    This is a very sad poem. I know secrets are a horrible thing to have. Its like everyone looks at you in a different way when you have this baggage inside. I agree that it does tear you up inside and your heart becomes something you don't want to have. I know weall have flaws but iit's hard when people judge you. O like how you hug yourself because sometimes it's hard to keep everything from spilling out when you just want to talk to someone you trust. I agree no one can help you per say but it's nice when you have that one person. This is a very sad poem as o said before. No one wants to keep secrets inside of them. But you did a great job letting your feelings out