A Story

I have a story to tell
speak it softly or should I yell
It may be written all over my face
or tucked away inside my heart in a 
secret place. It may be filled with hurt and
pain or the thoughts full of rage driving me insane.
It may be filled with happiness and joy or full
of laughter and hope that nothing or nobody
can destroy. This story may be long in length or a
short stanza compiled from my memories. It could continue on 
and on and on and on or end abruptly with no explanation...