Secrets

I have held secrets and I’ve allowed lies

Of omission to cloud the sun

What you don’t know can’t hurt you

But that doesn’t change what I have done

Guilt is a wretched, futile emotion

With no value; it builds no goodness inside

I still hang on to my inclinations

Don’t ask forgiveness for my pride

Desire is wanting more than one life

One lone life is too fast and too small

Like moths seeking light we bash the glass

Battering our wings until we fall

So we have brightness and shadows

We have our truth and our pretense

We walk on water as we drink blood

And we stroll both sides of the fence

We’ve bound ourselves together

For good times, boredom and ill

I’ll play your help-meet and navigate

Across painted plains hard and still

If I give you something precious

Before the veil of time runs out

Will you believe, liquefy, and hold on

Smoothly washing away your doubt

My secrets are only whispers

No substance to be spotted by drones

They mean nothing to you; only to me

Nothing real on their brittle bones