Etching

There’s an inside and an outside of me

Each day I attempt to bring them closer

Etch onto my skin the words in my stomach

I can’t swallow them any longer

Each day I attempt to bring them closer

Secrets are sisters of lies and lies fester

I can’t swallow them any longer

The ones already there chew through my stomach lining

Secrets are sisters of lies and lies fester

They stink – to smells cling memories

The ones already there chew through my stomach lining

They burn their way onto my skin

They stink – to smells cling memories

God knows my skin and my secrets hold memories

They burn their way onto my skin

My lips stay closed but they must be visible

God knows my skin and my secrets hold memories

He features on both of them

My lips stay closed but they must be visible

Because there’s an inside and an outside of me

       And he has burned both of them