Revelation

My life is an open book, so they say,

But is it really? Nay!

Amidst the peaks and nadirs of my journey,

There are a few unlocked crevices in my brain

Where some thoughts are mapped,

 A highly secretive and personal strain

Already finalized, scripted and capped.

 What are these thoughts, you may wonder,

But they are mine and mine alone to ponder,

Until my hands transmit them via the keys

Into words that light up the screen

and unravel the next venture with my pen.