Stilletos

you lovely creature,

trapped in the closet

every time you will fall in love,

you smile secretly,

you laugh behind that doors

you say those three words,

with a single audience to hear,

and at downfall

you heartbroken,

you hide those tears

you cry on the sly

weep alone

where no one can see

no one can hear

and when you step out

behind that stage

bloody red on your lips

high heels on your feet

pinkish dress you wore

you give one hell of a show

but what’s beyond that curtain

beyond that grin

and the act..

a story they will never know..