Secrets, they simply
can’t be kept forever,
and eventually, each
of them are etched
right there upon us,
like a effigy, for the
whole world to see
and we have
no choice but to admit,
this is me, yes
this is me.
For some fortuitous reason, I came to your poem. I feel totally identified with everything. But this last part was the most profound. I've had a hard time lately, and this poem has been a sip of tranquility and healing for my spirit. Thank you for sharing it.
Thank you for the kind words and I'm glad it helped you in some small way!