Public

I will make things public.
I will enlighten the dark.
I will clear away the cob webs and shadows and reveal the truth.

Tell them the truth, if you like.
It won't make me the bad guy.

You are the user, player.
You are the liar and deceiver.

Misery loves company.
Who will be your company?

Will they stand by you when your dirty secrets are outed?
Will they still love you?
Or will they love everyone else just as they do now?

You play your games.
At the end of the day you are alone.

Who else will drive to you to fill your bed?
Who else will remain silent in the light and only play in the dark?
Who will do so much and ask for nothing?
And demand nothing?
Who else will put up with your pinings and desires?

No one.

---Journal of the Broken Hearted