"it bleeds from the beds of the earth, contents of the soul pour everywhere. pouring pouring pouring."
you are exposed,
your soul unleashed amongst the world full of the opinionated,
the ruthless, gruelling conversations that blackmail you.
you are swimming into the dangerous depths of the earth,
you are playing a dangerous game,
you are the danger.
"everybody knows your forbidden secrets,
you have been freed from the lies,
but now you are vulnerable to the rumours.
that will paint you as the villian on the crafted canvas,
with the enemies roaring as you have been exposed,
their anger can be seen through the corner of your eye."
your mind begins to flash,
flashes uncontrollably, unstoppable
it begs to teach you lessons
lessons you should have learnt long ago,
yet you didn't the choice was there,
you were lazy,
you were a coward,
you didn't do it.
the words, they stick with you,
all of the things that they would shout and say,
you used to think what would happen if you were to run, far far away.
where nobody could find you,
not ever even if they tried,
you would be invisible.
that word, it gets stuck in your throat,
like an itch that won't go away,
yet it keeps bugging you,
pulling at your vocal cords,
your words tumble from your mouth,
they are messed up, they are all jumbled,
with the a's as k's
and the j's as whatever you want it to be.
it didn't make sense.
none of this made sense.
what you know, what you feel,
the feeling you get when something isn't quite right.
nothing seemed to be right.
everything was just wearing a cape to mask reality.
the reality of the hidden forbidden secrets.
the secrets that were never meant to be told.
they weren't allowed to be told,
no consent was given,
that was why it was forbidden
yet of course, you did it anyway.