The List

There are skeletons in my closet

He said

But nothing complicated

That’s the problem with mine

She said

Most of them are naked

Harbouring Secrets

You have no idea

As you sit here

With your good humour and wit.

Now let me be clear

Kindly fuck off my dear

‘Cause honestly, you don’t know shit.

(Originally Posted 18.06.2019)

Currency

I'll
give
you a
penny
for
them

He
said

Tell
me
your
ups
and
downs

You
can
put
your
coppers
away

She
said

As
for
those
I'll
need
pounds

Witness Protection

I’d
rather
never
see
you
again

Than
see
you
burn
in
hell

So
if
I
just
move
myself
away

Then
I’ll
never
have
to
tell

Confidante

I wish
I could
tell you
everything

With
no
detail
spared

Perhaps
I would

If I
thought
you’d be
interested

If for a
second
I believed
you cared

The Raven

Those
piercing
eyes

That
matte
black
beak

I wonder
what
secrets
you
would
yield

If
only
you
could
speak

The Trouble With Juniper

Nobody
knows
the
trouble
I’ve seen

The loves
and the
losses and
everything
in-between

On one
too many
gin bottles
I have
relied

To keep
all of my
secrets
hidden
inside

For You

I’ll smile today, for you.
But I won’t mean it.

I’ll laugh today, for you.
But I won’t feel it.

I’ll fake it every day, for you.
But you’ll never know it.

Friendship

Every time I make you laugh another part of me dies inside.

For you can never now be the one to whom I can confide.

It’s my own fault, I know too well, as I should not try to pretend.

But if you could only see past my facade, you’d make a cracking friend.

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