basement of hidden truth

Bobcat crawled out of the
basement of my dream
Hung onto the top stair
pleading with me.

I shut the door
Swore, and urged him to go away
What he was showing…
I just couldn’t let myself say

So I woke up with a pain
In my breast, beating chest,
And regret for things that
That lay hidden between

There’s truly no letting go
When things are left
To linger just below-
The basement of hidden truth…

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