Secrets

It consumes me;

Day in day out.

It breaks my heart,

A little more each time.

It pulls me sideways and apart,

The human rubber band.

It makes me want to die,

Irrevocably, I will.

It kills me,

How you don't see.

It forsakes my soul,

that you will never know.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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