My secret is out. <br />You now realize what I was secretly talking about. <br />I was going through pain. <br />Please don't think you're the blame. <br />It's a hard choice; <br />So I decided to cease my voice. <br />I am so stuck in the past. <br />I'm not cognizant of how long this will last. <br />As I lie here in my lonely loft crying. <br />I am slowly but surely dying... <br />My pain and agony are rising towards their peak. <br />Yet, it is not love I seek. <br />It is death... <br />Observe my life during my last breath...<br /><br />Isabella Night<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-in-secrecy/
