Secrets Without Evidence

How many times do I have to tell you
that your secret is still safe,
I won't expose it.

I wasted half the time begging,
on my knees again,
drowning in your poison
as you washed it all away
then threw it in the trash.

NO EVIDENCE LEFT!

You held my hands in the fire,
life-long scars emerging on my skin,
and since that lesson,
I learned it's never okay to cry.

So I remained silent,
guilty,
and ashamed.

Too afraid to tell...

just like everything
you ever wished for!

Saffie
24

10/10/15