Secrets, we all have them, some are good, some are bad, some are both. Secrets and lies are seeming to be an important part of life at the moment. Secrets of my recent past and hiding the changes that caused the break up of my relationship with my ex. Secrets of love that can not be expressed, not that I do not have the words, that is all I talk about in my poetry but because the person who I love, probably does not want MY love and more likely does not feel the same. And now the secret of cheating, knowing that someone who been denied love for so long has looked for it elsewhere, and all these secrets shape me, whether or not I shared them with people directly or though coded poetry. And with these secrets comes the lies, the denying myself the love I want and the lies about the love that others want. I’m caught in secrets and therefore lies.
August 23, 2012