Foreboding truths…


A part of me will forever be left resting in a cold, dark cave;

The truths that reside in the depths of my heart will never depart from their grave.

The knowings that others obliviate upon exist in a secret chamber,

Sealed to the living, to the dead and in-between in my heart, to which even I can be a stranger.

Bound to beyond eternity to silence, these truths will remain unknown,

Some profound, some fear-bound, others liberating to the bone.

But it matters not if they are forgot or if they burn me whole,

For if they remain forever unknown, are they even truths at all?


My truths are eating me alive...