What do your secrets reveal about you?

Imagine if we were all trees

With branches yielding secrets instead of fruits

Would you be ok if someone picked them a few

What would they think of your ability to bear good fruit

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What if every secret grew as an outgrowth

A visible extension of the skin

Anytime you tried to cut them away

They would regrow

Remaining attached to you by all means

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What would the world think

If they knew what you did

The bigoted thoughts that came to your mind

Would they ever speak to you if they heard

The callous words that gladly rolled off your tongue

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There are also the circumstances you’ve endured

Things done to you behind closed doors

The ones you dare not speak of

And the times when you couldn’t

Stop your eyes from becoming a waterfall

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We may think our secrets are buried deep

Held within the roots of our individual trees

They don’t always need to be revisited

But sometimes when it rains

They may rise up to the surface for all to see

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We want some secrets to be forgotten

But in reality they never leave

Showing up as reminders at times

Often affecting the way that we live

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Some secrets need to be addressed

Bringing healing to the minds that need rest

The others will be taken to the grave

Only in death will you no longer be their slave

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Thank you for reading! This poem was originally published here.