No Fun

No Fun

When your secrets

Unraveled themselves before me

You took a sigh of relief

Like the creature clawing at your heart

Finally slept.

But my creature wept.

Because the strength it took to let yours rest

Does not exist inside me

And I felt naked in my wool sweater

Exposed to the elements of a harsh winter_

I knew was yet to come.

I pray now that you never know

Or find out.

About what I really am.