The Whispering Secrets

you sit me day after day i watch the dance of your eyes your tongue i watch betrayal unfold i resent you for the burn of connection

the chair creaks under pressure
hope you don't suspect the truth under my cushions weave i know your dreams better than you do

pages crumple under lifetime dust secrets spill between the lines
left unread i heard the conversations through yellowed edges i wanted to yell papers sour and brittle

and yet your guilt sleeps right here beside me
the book murmurs through ink and binds

slow drip secrets spill like forgotten memories inside the glass cradle
the bottle chuckles at the ring of solitude comforting empty echo inside it laughs at your illusions of company

i hide dark memories they confide in me when sloshing storm arrives they drink me out speechless

walls remember every whispered sin
plaster and paint tell tales to shadows floors hear the music of darkness they dance with your heavy footsteps

who eavesdrops better than those that never move

unravel the truth secret whispers of ink and wings.