Secrets you ask me to keep
But secrets of other for all to see
They then spread to rumours and lies
Hurting others, ruining lives
I feel no respect for you
Because of this thing you do
Betraying trust is never good
You always do what you never should
I pity those you talk about
Distorted versions you do tout
I wonder why you do this so
Is it because you’ve no place to go?
Maybe you’re lonely in a strange way
Even though surrounded by many everyday
You lose a part of yourself when you lie
Telling those secrets makes me sigh
Do you cry when you’re alone
For all you’ve said, wishing to atone?
Or does it go over your head
Water off a ducks back, sleeping well instead
You tell me a secret it stays with me
Take it to the grave when I leave
I keep everything to myself
For it’s not for me those secrets to tell
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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