Poetry: Hidden Secrets

Hidden Secrets

Hidden secrets, deep inside,
Of times of trouble, times I've lied,
Times of anguish, anger, tears,
Of times of worrying and fears.

Of battles fought and tempers frayed,
Of memories that never fade,
Unholy dreams and darker thought,
Times of guilt and getting caught.

Times of hope and sentiment,
Of self-pity, and of deep upset,
But I'll have to live with them, my friend,
I'll have hidden secrets until the end.

[Glen Passman, 6th November 1998]

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