The Confession

The mouth
is the gate
that sets
us free,
for evil
loves to
keep us
silent,
our lips
shut
stitched
and sewn
by 
our
deep
dark
thread
of secrets,
the
trapped
tongue
in a
cage of
fear
and when
the
angel
comes
and
painfully
rips it
a myriad
of
skeletons
and all
our ghosts
come
flying
out
and
with it
all
the
demons,
and then
you  are
free at 
last