GET IT OUT
I CANT HOLD IT IN
IT BOTTLES UP
I TRY YO KEEP QUIET
IT IS AN EFFORT
IT IS ENDLESS
A PROMISE TO MYSELF
TO END THE ANXIETY
OF MY YELLING

I see the books
Along the shelves
On the tables
On the floor
all piled up
So many stories
From people who write
Will I ever get a chance to explore
Experience all that is written
What's in their mind
On their pages
So hard to get it on paper
Yet I will try
Procrastinate
Until maybe it's too late.

The truth lies there inside us,
No one knows.
Like a cold side of a knife,
So useful yet so powerful and dangerous.
Like a snake in the grass.
We know it's there but choose to ignore it.
And walk away.
It lies there inside us.
We wonder, does anybody know.
Does anybody care.
Who will it hurt.
Should I dare.
Unfold the truth to the outside.
People looking in on my perfect globe.
Penetrating the surface of its side.
Who will it hurt.
Who will it bother.
I choose to be in denial.
But it is still there.
The lie is so much easier.
So hard to hide, swallow, chew, and hold inside.
The truth can set you free.
Like the sun coming out from the clouds.
So warm and bright on your face.
Feels so soothing.
That sunny place.
Its gone again beyond the sky.
The truth exposed, is still a LIE

The clouds rob the sky of their light.
I see a glimmer of light through the curtain.
The hope I have just needs that glimmer.