</>How do I feel about secrets? Secrets are memories, memories are meant to be remembered in order for growth, regardless of the situation. Awareness shouldn’t be a choice when reality is always present. Secrets have the power to destroy a home but the most well kept secrets have the power to destroy an entire generation. Wounds heal and in turn provide knowledge. Then, you like a fire, should spread that knowledge, but I’ve found, fear of ridicule has caused us to belittle our victory, into SECRETS.
The reality is, secrets, are slowly tearing this world apart. There’s no room for growth, not at someone else’s expense so for that reason I will simply remain……
-ANONYMOUS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem