The Secret

I write and write and write some more,

Hoping that the thing in my brain would snore,

If by some chance I write it down,

And it'll stop it's pound,

Against the walls of my head.

It burns me to let it out,

But it crushes me to keep it in,

Until I feel like I'm about to burst,

It's the truth! But it's mine 'lone to Carry.

It's the secret that haunts me,

But let it out and it'll haunt the world.

So the screaming in my head I must bear,

For everyone I care.