My Secret.

Base idea from an answerer on Y!A, and I expanded greatly.. Tell me what you think! (:

I have a secret, I tell her.

She just stares.

She nods.

Can I trust you?

She nods again.

I doubt.

But who would she tell?

And so I tell her my little secret.

She just stares.

She nods.

Would you say something?

She looks like she's talking, but never does.

Maybe I'm just going crazy.

But that's how we connect.

No words need be spoken.

We know each other all too well.

She thinks I am, too.

It's my secret.

It's eating me up.

Tearing at me from my soul.

She just stares.

She nods.

She empathizes.

I have to go, I say.

She understands. 

I get up, and leave.

I sit on my bed, scared.

What if she tells?

She won't.

But what if she does?

I haven't known her that long.

She would sell me out in a heartbeat.

I have to do something.

And that I do.

The next day, I ask her to come.

She comes to see me.

I don't want to do this.

Her expression is hurt.

Then don't, it says.

But I have to.

I pick up the knife I've brought.

I slash.

I stab.

She is gone.

I clean.

I leave.

Now no one will ever know my secret.

The next day, I walk outside.

A beautiful day for a walk.

My burden is gone, and I can relax.

Down the street, I see a friend.

She just looks at me, like she knows something.

Does she?

Does she know?

The next person I encounter looks at me just as strange.

They all look at me strange.

They just have to know.

Or maybe I'm being paranoid?

No.

They know.

I have to tell someone.

Who can I tell?

I am scared.

I have to let this burden off of me.

And so I walk home.

I open the door.

Down the hallway I go.

To the scene of the crime.

I walk to my bathroom.

The new mirror.

I look at it.

At my friend.

I have a secret, I tell her.

I stare.

She just stares.

I nod.

She nods.

Reviews

[poetic-raven2012]

this is so...unique. I love the ending lines:

"Down the hallway I go.
To the scene of the crime.
I walk to my bathroom.
The new mirror.
I look at it.
At my friend.
I have a secret, I tell her.
I stare.
She just stares.
I nod.
She nods."

Is this to say she will kill herself? Your style is captivating. I love this.

[Hippy]

yea man i liked it but i got lost a few times it makes sense tho

[victoria]

i really like the idea of this one. but it kind of confuses me. at the beginning of the poem, is she really talking to another person, or is it just another illusion? nevertheless, you portrayed to through of paranoia very well, like, you really got into the head of someone actually like this. i loved it :)