Sometimes the
Most painful
Memories and
Fears take
Years to
Expose buried
And hidden
Often best
Left to
Decompose we
Sat in
A park
Naked and
Drilled down
And while
Together the
Pain was
Gone but
Now alone
My exposure
Is beginning
To throb
Did I
Say too
Much did
You I’ve
Always thought
That the
More we
Say the
Stronger we
Are then
Why do
I still
Feel like
Crying today
I do
Know why
It’s the
Frostbite from
The truth
