Secrets

there is a secret
a secret that i have
that is waiting to be cracked
like a nut, in an iron grasp
im sitting here and waiting
for you to figure it out.
but sadly long ago
in a time of war
you went blind
and left me to my own devices.
this is the only way i can think of
that will help you.
this poem is not just words
but a riddle disguised
and written by my hands
with his mind
and without spoken words.
i've left clues everywhere
for you,
but hurry there is a time limit
and its ticking, ticking ticking away.
one last clue, a hint for you
to help you with a secret
hidden by ripped melodies
and smoky glass boxes.
hidden from time and
broken hearts with questions.
Please, i know you love me.
but it's not enough anymore.
this secret I've kept so long
in cage full of rage.
you have till morning
to break my spell and set me free.
or else you cant escape from me.