Shh, for Our Sake, or Mine

for I have a secret, I can’t tell.
heavy is the heart, it dwells.
Crack! goes the shell.
yet silence, hailed!

for I have one of many,
secrets, I can’t tell!
and my silence may judge me
to a cell, in jail

or to hell,
with a half-empty, water pale.
bid me well,
or, farewell.

because I will never,
tell.
a hidden truth deep-rooted,
blossoms tales.