Sitting on the Fence

I have a way with words

inside my head

but when it comes to it,

they will never be said.

There are secrets

I must keep to myself,

dark thoughts

I can’t share with anyone else.

For I know if I do my world

will come crashing down

and I will end up

on the receiving end of

another nervous breakdown.

It’s better if I try

and hide them away

even when I know

they want to come out and play.

These words in my head that

I know make sense

of a life I am wasting

by sitting on the fence.

white house beside grass field
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