You can’t bury
I said you can’t bury
You can’t bury your emotions
The thoughts, the feelings , the secrets
You can’t bury
Because they start to dig
Dig there way through
Leaving holes and muck in your brain behind
It infects and spreads
You feel yourself…
I know you feel yourself
Starting to give in, anything feel familiar like before?
The anxiety, the tired colorless days, not eating or sleeping.
The feeling like you “ Did that before”
I know you feel it, don’t lie it’s coming out
Stop pretending your only fooling yourself
You feel the infection don’t you? Feel it burning in your brain, you remember now
Don’t you ?
Your thoughts aren’t straight anymore, your only lying to yourself
The bags under your eyes show
More then ever you just want to go, and run …. Run run run
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I came with broken bones - Poetry Collection- 2010
PoetryMindless thoughts and horrible emotions of my insanity spilled on paper for your eyes to see.