Confessional

NaPoWriMo Day 13, poem 15/30: Halfway there! Not a prompt, just something that came up today.


Confessional

Keep your trust
yourself, jail
your secrets.
Once you uncork your
dark
and pour it between my
blistered lips,
force the bitter
past my tongue,
it will poison me for life.
I will never speak,
never shine
my torch in your shadows,
but I will eat
your words and let
them erect their walls.
My secrets are
skin-shallow, my scars
show as soon as I
unbutton and unclasp
but your addictions,
fixations,
trysts and toxins,
broken laws, broken hearts
crawl through these veins
and shiver me
inside.
I cannot bless you
for your sins.