She says she needs
to keep her trap shut
so others -- maybe she means me
can't use her own words against her
or pick her pocket of
all
she's had to claw to collect
this eternal struggle
her fingernails
bleeding
from trying so hard
to get what she thinks she needs
she needs to keep quiet
too keep from
revealing too much
of what goes on
inside her head
the deep secrets
the strategies she needed
just to survive
someone is always
looking
over her shoulder
passing judgment
taking from her
more than she is willing to give
more than she can
afford to lose
each step ahead
as precarious as a walk through a minefield
everything on the verge of eruption
she whistles through graveyard of her past
and whispers to keep
the ghosts
of her present from possessing her
scared of what Marley's
ghost predicted
the spirit of the
future
she's scared to predict
she needs to keep her
trap closed
if she is to survive
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