secrets

I could tell you all my secrets
(if I could remember them)
after all, secrets are put aside
secreted in that dark side of our souls

do you know your secrets?

my secrets began with my entry into the world
my longing for touch
for being held
do you know your secrets?

wishing to be held
longing to be held, but not held
I fell into a box which I myself created

do you know your secrets?

and in this box of longing
I watched the world pass by
and allowed myself to be a victime of the world

do you know your secrets?

I am not asking for pity
I am just relating the facts
this is what happened in the beginning

do you, you yourself, know your secrets?

and then with the force of habit, it continued
there are people I have longed for
but I have kept it a secret, hidden, of necessity

do you know your secrets?

being dissatisfied, is it possible to love?
or am I forever searching for a closeness which may or may not be love?
I have been wrapped in the cloak of feeling smitten with lust

do you know your own secrets?

I cannot say smitten with love because I do not know what love is
I only know what longing is
that is my secret.

do you know your own secrets?
do you own your secrets?
your secrets may lead you to a place you've never been.

do you know your secrets?

4/19/15