This curser mocks me
Telling me all the things I wish to say
Revealing secrets I wish to keep
And in the morning it will all fade
With the coming light of dawn
No one is the wiser
So I chase the thoughts
Cling to them like my lover’s breath
But they slip away
Recoiling from my touch
To find solace in the dark
For they know the truth of things
The reality of all of this
They know the things I dare not speak
The secrets I wish to keep
And in the end no one is the wiser