Free Write

No more
walking paths of secrecy
Til it eats at me
And truth be told,
it’s not really the guilt
It’s more of a sense of decline
From the lies
that were built
And although,
I belong to no one now
I can only see negativity
coming somehow
So in order to hold my head high,
and become what I must
I have to exit stage left,
before scenes are crushed
Too many times have water
stained my cheek
Only to become repetitive
from behaving so weak
Momentary stupidity
translates to simple foolishness
Won’t claim ignorance
cuz I have had true awareness
So secrets
Be revealed
Or die as most choose to
Rendezvous,
exit stage right
and end as all plays do