Secretes Die, Then Resurrect Poem by Poetic Temper

The Skeletons you keep in your closet, The Gone but not forgotten
I hope you don't keep them with your belongings
I fear you'll take one out
Or worse one by one
Accidentally, that'll be detrimental see
Secretes die, then Resurrect
With only one aim, that's to taint
What you have with the ones you keep em from, the people you claim your heart is beating for and thereasons it beats so is why you keep them, these skeletons they maybe just bones but they living
Inside your mind it's soul
Through thoughts you have about them they find life they breathing only to haunt you, expose you bit by bit in a way they taunt you there's no stopping till you grant them their freedom, show them the door to their freedom and that's honesty, yes truth is the key to open it