Secrets Will Always Get You Into Trouble
I keep many secrets, I tell no one:
One is great and terrible;
It would hurt so many and utterly destroy others.
My secrets are hard to keep but they are my own internal burdens to carry.
This personal Pandora’s box will never be unlocked by anyone, not even me.
It is not an easy thing to hold all these untold mysteries in.
But this is my task that I was appointed to.
I was doing so well at herding my flock full of half truths and secrecy
When something happened; And I, Pandora, fell in love.
I now have found something of supreme greatness that I have never before seen or known.
And what I once thought was impossible to attain, is now mine.
This newfound bliss is something that I will hold onto until all time stops and the world ceases to be;
For this is what makes my life livable, and worth dying for to defend.
But then I grow too comfortable with this new found life of mystery and delight,
Then, the secrets do begin to unfold and dispel themselves:
Like giant, poisonous snakes they ensnare their prey,
Then ferociously bite and dispel their deadly toxins on their poor, defenseless, and weakened victim.
Leaving them at the mercy of their sick, sad game of selfish enjoyment.
And now because of my actions this love is now corrupt and beginning to decay.
Before my eyes to my own indescribable horror and pathetic, childish amusement.
Like the remaining autumn leaves that still persist when the seasons change too quickly.
Forgive me for not thinking clearly, and only having selfish motives in keeping you.
Your life should be yours alone, and not mine to hide away and meddle with,
But your own choice to keep, to be, to live and to love to the fullest extent possible.
For the record, I do care, and I do feel, and I do love you.
It may be honest to say, that I do, indeed, more truly more than you may ever know.
As you are a part of my own existence and being;
For you are always there, within me, burning with your intensity and fire for life.
This is the existence that I choose. And of all the places I could be, I still remain by your side.
But now it’s finally time to let go of that life, and to let you free.
So you may choose this incredible life that I have created for us, for yourself.
Your memories will no longer be my own creations to oversee and tamper with.
I set you down and put you right back where I found you so you can see it all so clearly.
And take in all that it is, and all that it is not,
To make your own true and concise choice.
But to my own dismay and terror you’ve had a quick look at what you desire most,
And you have found that it is not me at all…
Now you’ve run away never to return or even glance back.
Left so quickly without even a single thought more it seems;
Even without a proper goodbye you leave me with your tragically, definitive decision.
Is it because you’ve seen all these dark, disturbing secrets that I hold onto so tightly deep within me, or were you planning this all along?
I may never know, But I do know
That I will always miss you, and feel a void where you once inhabited
It will never be the same will it?
And this gaping hole will just grow bigger and only intensify as time moves forward:
While your angelic face will always haunt me with bitter remorse and unsatisfied regret.
Why did you not care to take that chilling, burning face with you as you go?
Is this a punishment for the crime I’ve committed?
I will take it eagerly for it is well deserved.
For this is the just sentence of my secret keeping and secret telling.
For with secrets: They will always get you into trouble.
