Secrets haunt

the truth will set you free but to be free be completely honest

My closet is haunted

with skeletons I fear might

come to life, and they

seem to have ceased

my life

 

Still I stare in silence vext

with the outcome of what's

inside

My eyes are locked on the

doors while curiousity urges

me to open it

 

What dwells inside seems cold

but I have this burning desire

to set free, perhaps for my

freedom, my freedom,

that I've been deprived of.

 

 

Reviews

[Sarah Khalil]

Beautifully done. I think the only thing I would change about this is the last line, where using "of which I've been deprived" would sound better and make more of an impact in itself and as a parallel with "desire" a few lines before. Of course, that's just me. Lovely poem!

[Pax]

curiousity has duality ~ its either comes out good or in a bad way... freedom ~ we all want that but sometimes secrets holds someone down depriving him/her freedom... truths holds the key to acceptance...
well expressed!

[Lethu]

Thanks Pax, though revealing your secrets may have its disadvantage it can also help one sleep easier knowing they have nothing to hide.

[Poetic-pRiNcEsS]

beutiful work...leaves me curious about this secret yo keep...curiosity is good so great work!

[Lethu]

Well now you know mt secret, I have a secret, lol.

[Sibling]

Now THIS is a goodie CON...its so true,sometimes secrets haunt more than the truth would taunt.

[Lethu]

Thanks CON, and the only way to be free is to set your secrets free.

[Dhaye]

Everybody wants freedom. It is when we can feel the essence of life. I hope you find it in your own way.
Good write.