The Secret
I hold it close to me.. .least it get away...
Ever so tight... hoping no one can catch a glimpse.
I try to keep it hidden, least anyone know
that deep down inside I am struggling to contain it
Often it almost escapes, and I do my best to hold it back
never let it out, or even hint at it
when no one is looking, I often press my hands to my face
choking back a sob, doing my best to supress it
It just seems that each day of despair just adds to it...
and one day, I will not be able to be silent...
all of this mystery surrounding a secret you say?
but what I hold close to me is not 'a' secret...
it is the moment when I can take no more...
it is the feeling of reaching ones emotional limit...
... it is ... 'a scream'.
DJ
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