Trail of Secrets

This is one of my favorite poems on the blog. So, I thought I’d give it a little boost! I also increased the font size, so it’s hopefully easier to read now!

Introverted Creativity

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In the silent sanctity of night,

I shed secrets like a serpent

Discards its used flesh

They tumble to the ground,

Breadcrumbs for the lost to find

With each step, more pain

Is revealed, another betrayal


Soft mutterings carried on the breeze,

Whispers sounding from just behind,

No one is safe from the fingers

Of my reach,

In the secrets I deal

© 28 December 2019, by Haley Scully

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