Little Knoll With A Big Idea

A place where I love to sit and write, where hidden things are revealed.    
Dear knoll,
I'll keep your secrets.  
E ven if the moon should fall into the sea.  
Besides, I have learned that humans eat everything, then somehow always digest it to be regurgitated at a later date as weaponry, only to be used to hold each other's balls to the fire.  
A quiet tongue by nature can only scream at the perpetrator in thought.  
If my heart should speak so boldly, I would only be made out to be a joke again.  
There is truth in lies, you know it...I know it.  
The concave of your heart, I've passed by in exhaustion and wanted to rest there, but your mouth opened up and swallowed me whole.