Secrets

You seem to smile with glee
when grotesque thoughts boil inside me
trying to make it through to my heart
to whisper the memories left forgotten
so the fortress I built would be broken.

I thought it is secure
for it had gone through so much and more
but as the rain falls down heavily
I now know.

But I am honestly tired of getting wet
I am tired of carrying this weight on my shoulders
I am tired of you breaking me apart
therefore I, will push you away
far, far away
lock you in a chest and throw away the key
far, far away
into a cave, deep down in the sea
so far away
that even if you wriggle and scream with all your might
you cannot break free.

Yes.
I will push you away
far, far away.


Notes : This was for the school magazine. But, alas.