The Hidden Journal

Of all that I speak

and all that I do not -

I keep a record in the hidden journal

Few words smudged with tears

Feelings splattered all over.

The hidden journal -

It sits in a corner where no one can find -

A place so well-hidden;

deep down inside me.

A part of me, which always is scared...

Scared to reveal itself to the world -

Vulnerable it would be,

The hidden journal, stark naked -

Open to the cruel world.

Let me keep it safe, deep inside

The Hidden Journal -

Of all that I speak

and all that I do not ...

Let the emotions be unleashed -

written in ink only I can read.

Words exchanged between us;

The hidden journal and the smiling me.