Education of the Heart [Pt. 1]

whispering Secrets are

Second only to staying quiet.

Muffled screams from

a Muzzle with my prints.

the door was Closed behind me

after i turned in the Closet.

my Tears have long subsided

while the Tears only get deeper.

Trust in the only way

to keep the Truth from everyone.

that kind of Love

is very Lonely,

but that’s not love. that’s a fucking lie and you know it.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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