The secrets untold;

She kept in a box,

Hoping no one would ever know

Who knew what she hid in the mysterious jar,

That was always kept afar?

But some sort of tension,

An odd sensation,

Screamed that whatever was unleashed,

Would be the dullest shade of darkness,

And sorrow will be unraveled from its fortress,

While woe and misery would be suffered;

When secrets were dug from below the gravel.