Secret

Dark with simple silence,
on the other line that has the end,
smiles that you couldnt hide it,
yet it was just another friend.

How the thoughts seem to flow,
its still quite on the line,
a voice in such anger it repeats and goes real low,
words of shock an then your fine.

The mind swirls and twist,
just like everything it trys to fix,
its broken, useless and nobody needs to know it exist,
the line goes to its click.

Secrets kept and told,
silence and wonder,
so now our notes could finally enfold,
so goodbye, dial tone ponders.