Secret



I have a secret
It’s itching at my lips
Waiting to let slip
And fuck up all my shit
It pulls on hidden reigns
Yanking on my chains
Gnawing on my brains
Drawing me to shame

A thing I know & noone else
That makes me rich beyond myself
A boon, a curse, an extra wealth
So why do I now feel like filth?

It is my gift, not yours or his
I can bless as I wish
But I will hold & savor bliss
Until they come to scold and dis

Why is it that I must hide?
Withhold my mind so I’m not fined
Keeping peace despite the cost
To mind, to soul, I miss what’s lost

Can a man maintain his mind
And laugh and cry and act so kind
Without the truth to lead along
Or health to keep & make him strong

Too much, I quit, I hate bull-shit
It’s shady, shistey, makes me sick
I need a break to catch my pulse
This shit has got me tired out

Once I’m better I shall return
Just like last time, and time before
For now I must just turn and spurn
Until I’ve got the strength for more

And then I’ll talk and tell it all
Don’t blame me when it makes a pall
Cov’ring eyes behind their stall
I am not fine, I’m off the wall!