Tiers

I think I owe you
more than you know,
I'd tell you
and spell out the words
but fear
the jeers
from being overheard
So I'll whisper words like thunder
frightening under lightning trees
The quieter I get
more powerful yet
I become
Whispering in your ear
fears that died
but still reside
buried
under mothers skirt
face hidden deep inside folds
hold me,
mould me,
into something new