They're Made To Stay

Secrets. Things we keep buried inside our heads that burn a never-ending hole. Secrets never leave, never hide, and they never fade. They're made to stay. To stay a lifetime. We carry around burdens of our past into our potential filled future. We lose sight on what's important just to become consumed and haunted by an internal termite. We cover it up with a smile we once used honestly, and we laugh with our voices that we once used to stand up for ourselves with. We become worn out, suffocated by fear that one day our secret will be revealed or that one day it will happen again. It plays day after day like a broken record but we've lost access to the plug, we've lost our innocence. Every day is just another attempt to forget about it even for a second, a second filled with hope. Thats why we live on hope, it delivers us to each day with our pocket full of dreams, our cries for help and our voice almost ready to let it slip. To let the burden break off and never return. To find the eye craved light at the end of the dark, terrifying tunnel. To find a new beginning.