It Poem by Kean Ghiero
It
You cannot tell
it
to anybody
it
is your secret.
You may find
it
hard to accept.
It
holds you.
You may try
to fight
it.
Secretly,
It
waits for you
to be alone,
then
it starts
pounding.
It
carries on
relentlessly.
It
drives you mad.
It
beats you
up-down
left-right
until
it
kills you
and
nobody
knows
it.
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