Secrets

This is what happens when things escape that shouldn't.

Secrets are beasts

Of your own design

Locked away in closets

And hidden from sight

You starve them of publicity

Lying to cover them up

With a thin coat

Of smiles and laughs

Yet every once in a while

They find an escape

A broken lock

A crack in the door

And they take their chance at freedom

They spill from your mouth

And into listening ears

Turning friendly smiles

Into horrified stares

You beg for understanding

Trying to explain them away

Back into their closet

The place they belong

But it’s too late

They’ve already escaped

Into others’ minds

Hiding in dark crevices

Whispering your secrets

Blemishing your name

Until you’re seen as them

A monster in a closet

Reviews

[Jessica]

Secrets are beasts
Of your own design
Locked away in closets
And hidden from sight

That's got to be my favorite part. I love the image that it gives, and how you personify secrets. I like how this gives it life, and being instead of just a word.
Great job! And very true, I must add.

[Irena]

Great poem... good subject choice and nice flow
i especially love the ending
"until you're seen as them
A monster in a closet"
great read:)