SHHH.. ITS A SECRET

I’ve got big secrets

I’m not telling you.

Not because I want to lie

but because I don’t know

how you’d carry the truth.

Would you flinch?

Would you judge?

Would you walk away without a word?

Or worse

would you stay,

but never look at me the same again?

So I sit with it.

Swallow it.

Let it rot a little deeper.

Should I speak?

Should I lie

for one more day?

Just until I feel a little braver…

a little safer…

But time keeps passing,

and the weight doesn’t ease.

And every silence

becomes harder to release.

I want to tell you

I really do.

But part of me wonders,

when I finally do…

will I still have you?