I woke up with a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Thoughts from when,
Mixed with emotions from then,
A gut wrenching , throat clenching
Reality check,
We are never who we say we are,
And when we are found out
Its too late , already in too far,
Is it possible to lead two lives and still hold onto that human emotion of caring?
When it's been your survival as in two beds your sharing.
Everyone has secrets that are sooner then later always exposed,
Skeletons in the closet leaning to the side classically posed,
Just when you think you've gotten away,
A bone falls , secrets scatter , hurt exposed for a long nights stay,
That gut wrenching feeling pushes
Pushes
Pushes me away
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