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A Well Kept Secret

by honeybee 

Posted: 11 August 2003
Word Count: 84

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A well kept secret

The blackness comes from the mind,
It becomes disjointed with time
And goes into the heart of the blind
When asked of wellbeing, it replies, fine.

It lives in the darkness of its solitude,
Time is of no rescue to its force.
Its powers are only used by the shrewd,
Salvation is conceivable from its source.

Its depths are unknown by innocents
Consuming, destroying, strangling its owner.
Breath is stifled; muscles are tense,
Freedom is met, only with its disclosure.

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Shadowgirl at 19:08 on 11 August 2003  Report this post
Hello Honeybee and welcome to the site.

Depression. How powerfully you write. There are many here far more qualified than me to comment on your work, but I did want to say how it moved me so.


roger at 09:18 on 13 August 2003  Report this post
Hi Buzz,

Like Shadowgirl, I'm no expert on poetry, but this really did move me. I'm sure most of us have been there (to some degree or another), and I really do admire your ability to say so much in just 84 words. If this comes from personal experience, I hope things are better now.

ccatherine at 19:38 on 06 October 2005  Report this post
Hello Honey bee

Such poignancy.


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