The Secret. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

The Secret.



You fell in love.
That was your mistake.
Without knowing who he really was.
Your life became a fairytale.
Until that walk beside the lake.
Your life unravelled.
The darkness surrounded
everything that you touched.
How could you compete
with a woman that was loved so much.

Her ghost followed you everywhere.
In every nook and cranny.
You could not escape her memory.
Her attributes that were many.

Her faithful servant spied on you.
You felt yourself unworthy.
You did not know that her memory
was not remembered so fondly.

You did not know that your lover
despised everything that was her's.
He hated her with a vengeance
that was deeper than your fears.

He revealed how mean and spiteful
she was in everything she did.
She was very beautiful but not inside,
which she cleverly hid.

His life with her was full of pain.
Sometimes he wondered if he was going insane.
And then that day beside the lake.
She revealed her nastiness and all her fake.

And then she fell and it was over.
Put out to sea over his shoulder.
Now the secret is revealed
and the taking away of all pain.
Your life can begin to flourish again.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .

The Secret.
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Based on Dame Daphne du Mauriers Book "Rebecca". "Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again".
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