Watching, waiting until the time is right
To unlock the secrets of my heart,
From where they’ve been hidden for so long.
Until then, my words fall on deaf ears,
As fearful, half-hearted lies cover the truth,
Accepted only because they want to hear the truth
As little as I want to say it.
But the day will come when it cannot be avoided
And fears must be confronted.
Nobody can know the way it will be,
After my day of Reckoning.
But the question is not if it will come,
It is when will it come?
When shall I be able to tell
The darkest secrets of my heart,
The secrets of my soul that I have hidden
And protected fiercely from discovery.
I long to know if I will still call myself theirs,
Or if I shall turn on heel and defend for my own.
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