Private Inner Me..

But such a young naive trusting woman so newly out of the nest
My thoughts were so deeply private or so I thought, barely there for my eyes
to know, let alone yours or more..
Hidden whispers of such dark inner secrets sprawled across diary pages so newly
Which I thought I had kept so very well hidden
Under my mattress my hand did slide expecting to connect with what’s mine 
to just write a little more, but it was nowhere to be found
I tore my room apart in a wild frenzy, breathing underneath such rage filled anger
The tears chocking me so much I could no longer breathe
The sobbing could be heard loudly from somewhere within 
I fell to my knees frozen apart from the slight trembling of my hands
The horror of knowing started to creep into my mind
Telling me in a snigger what I don’t want to think about
The absolute fear of wonderment began
The thoughts started to penetrate invading me then
stabbing my head with shuddering force
with each new individual possibility as it sprang forth
It had been taken the very private inner me
The room spun around for awhile, and then finally I picked my shaking self back up of the floor
and walked out the door. Trying to forget absorbing the surroundings of the new day
But, what a lovely surprise I got when the young unknown woman approached me in my class
Leaning in and whispering back to me my very inner most private thoughts
Teasingly telling me everybody now knew all about me
Laughing deliriously in reply trying desperately to hide the scarlet colorings I say sorry  I don’t know what you’re talking about…