What it feels like to Live

 

If I were to die 

  Shalln't I die in secret, 

     Having been so irrevecobally 

                  Unknown 

           even by those 

               that had loved me. 

In propensity, 

   I shall keep to, 

      the barred and chained secrets in my heart 

Dying with them, 

    and with them alone. 

Holding God....

       On the way out