Skeletons

Skeletons

A Poem by The High Poet

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 Skeletons


Hang my skeletons in my closet

I had a key but then I lost it

My secrets are what hold me back

What is this I truly lack?

Using drugs to forget my past

Always wanting one more blast

One led to two, to three and four

I just can't not do this anymore!

Time to search and find my key

Face my past and stay in me

No more time to run away

This time I must stand and stay

© 2009 The High Poet


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Very honest. I think we all have secrets that we lock away and "forget" about. I liked the imagery in it. Good work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


this was so real and honest. I look forward to reading more of your work.

Posted 12 Years Ago


you are not alone in these hidden secrets - if i can let go of some of the things in my past and stare them on i think i will be healthier and more resilient and receptive on other things that i've got to deal with


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is very interesting. It seems you are confronting your past which you have done so much to forget. I liked this poem alot.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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