Secrets Can Be Hard To Keep... When Murder is Involved

Nothing but dead silence in the room.
Anxiety builds, as the clock ticks
A deadly yet melodic tune.

                       

Heart's thumping like a bass drum.
Tears of nervousness drop.
You bite your lip 'till its numb.

                       

Don't blow a fuse, or everyone will know.
Teeth start to grind,
And the guiltiness grows.

                       

Quiet you must stay, you promised not to tell,
What awaits for you now,
Is it heaven or hell?

                       

Is this what you want your life to be?
You're left with a choice,
To lie or to plea.

                       

So many choices running through your brain.
Trying to choose one
Can drive you insane.

                     

Your brain asks you, "Will you lie?"
The heart says "Yes!"
Cause the conscience has died.