The Pain Of A Secret Poem by Cyrena Limage

Secret's hurt like a bad disease
It's not like a sudden rush of pain, or agony
Maybe more of a pain that never leaves.
It doesn't leave a mark, and it doesn't bleed
It's just mentally killing me,
Because it's always there,
Fresh in my mind
Never leaving
Always stabbing me from behind,

Secrets make those who hold them weak
they only let go when their at their peak
when you can't stand horrible throbbing
and you cry in your shower, and your constantly paceing