Pls enjoy The hidden thoughts, Secluded to all but the thinker, Tormenting his brain, with the knowledge that no one else has. But kept a secret it must be, For his sanity and those around him. Confused, Scared, He stumbles around in the dark. Never stopping, Never letting people in. The thoughts returning, Always returning. Picking away at his soul, Leaving him a barren vessel, An automaton for the control of others. If only he'd spoken out before, But now he is washed away, By the tide of lite, Without the knowledge of how to swim.