The secrets she keeps….close to her…creates an understow…slowly…drowning her…but alas…there is her air…her black air…she inhales…leaves her disoriented…her not telling from what is real and what is fake…what her heart could possibly take…if its nothing….nothing but pain. 

The secrets she keeps locked away…thrown into the sea…never to be heard from again…she bury it deep…into the sealife to engluf…though it spits it out…when there is nothing left for her to piece together…whether its faith or hope…it weighs on her…like concrete.

The secrete she keeps…keeps her away from the cold grips of loneliness. She hold on to longing…long enough for it to numb her logic…she desire it…she craves it…it caves in on her…

The secret she keeps chains and binds her…blinds her from the truth. That she could…be more than her past…that the key to release is acceptance. Love can enter her, belief awakens her….to be great. To love her. To believe In her.

The secrets she keeps…keeps her awake a night…send tears down her eyes…breaks away at her spirit…piece by piece…her porcelain chips away. A shell..of…nothing.

Darkness in the secrets that she keeps. Unable to reach the light. Running away… Just to stay…still.  

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