Skeletons

When playing in the attic of thoughts
You shouldn't reveal a thing

Keeping your heart dormant and hidden
May save the soul from the sting

Sealed in hope of never being forced to speak
These transparent skeletons' bones have no string

They are bound only by our words and pain
Be it only lust or a simple fling

Every attic has them, some more than most
Keep that door locked, there's nothing left to bring.