I was exhausted by the months spent playing hide and seek from my secret
The anticipation of exposure had my heart racing at warp speed in my dreams.
My thoughts pounded the inside of my brain as a methodical bass drum directing the tempo of my emotions.
When would my real identity be compromised?
Fraud Alert 🚨
The clock was ticking
I was holding secrets as a security blanket while it provided no protection .
Will they found out ?
What will they think of me?
The fear of disappointing stares burned through my skin and left scars of hurt and distrust.
Betrayal became an expectation rather than an exception.
Confusion was the unwanted guest who was living in my house rent free
My deepest secrets were no longer secrets locked away in my abyss
I was Naked and Exposed
My recurring role in this nightmare was now on full display for all to see.
No need for a Finsta on IG
I was a witness without protection
Confused at how I arrived at my current destination
I was in a present space of fully clothed but invisibly naked
Searching for a clear path to my truth
Wanting what’s best for me and not the idea of what’s best
Hoping to come to grips with what I’ve tried so hard to hide
What had been done in the dark is now in the light on full display
I was the Eve to my Adam
I spent so much time trying to hide my misdeeds
Ironically secrets are never really quiet
They are so loud it interferes with your eye and head coordination.
You are trapped in a state of vertigo:
OFF BALANCE
My hope of everyone keeping on their rose colored glasses has slipped away.
I no longer would be a captive by the demons of my past
I was Naked & Exposed
Vision Fyah 
Excellent!!! Your post always inspire us to think and become part of the words as we can all find ourselves somewhere in your stories. Keep ‘em coming…
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So many of us live in fear of others finding out what things we have done or mistakes we have made. The fear of their pious thoughts, hurtful words and judgmental looks. Sis you have written this so well the we can feel your pain and anguish as if it were our own.
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Many people, men and women live there lives daily hiding thier true identity. It is intentional for them to have a flawless public facade to hide their private despair. Once again you did a great job guiding your readers to the intended destination. I would love to have a compilation of your short stories in a book format.
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Naked and exposed…the fear of people truly knowing you is real. If only we sat down with our own secrets and vulnerabilities and realized that we are just human, imperfect beings, perfectly imperfect….perhaps we would be more accepting of others and their dis-abilities and dis-eases. Living with secrets is so heavy that when they are finally exposed you WILL feel a weight lifted. Unfortunately, the fear of exposure is so palpable that you get stuck with it. When will we finally accept each other and ourselves as humans with secrets who are still lovable and valuable?
Another great one…a true thinking piece. Thanks for sharing.
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This is so beautiful. I love how you write with so much openness and room to be vulnerable! You inspire me
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