When It All Comes Crashing


There is a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
It's almost as if something that should stay put fell.
I can can trace the path it takes as it continues to fall.

Secrets aren't meant to be kept from best friends.
For a whole year it's been eating away at my insides.
It's like a little monster that gobbles up my integrity.

If they love me as much as I do them it wont matter.
They will acknowledge my dirty little secret and leave it at that.
They will understand and make nothing of it.

Maybe they will view me in a different light.
Maybe they will be horrified at the person that I have become.
Maybe they will want nothing to do with me.

I feel that little piece inside of me drop.
It travels a few more centimeters deep into the pit of my stomach.
I'll carry my secret with me for a little longer.