Inside the Minds of the Unspoken

The Burier

I'm a burier

I bury my secrets

My words

My opinions

My dreams, my far flung hopes, and my wishes made upon the stars in my sky

I'm a burier

I bury my nightmares

My irrational fears

My stalking past of gore and depression

My constant neglect of remembering I am me

I've buried myself

I'm a burier

I dig deep into the ground and bury whispers of hope and any sanctuary I have left

I'm a burier

I throw my feelings, fears, dreams, past, future, and present into a hole and lie down next to them

I'm a burier

I lie in the pit with all that I have buried and I let them consume me as my tears swim down my face

I'm a burier

I have become what I buried

Grief

Fear

Sorrow

Neglect

I'm a burier

Rejection

Disappointment

Anguish

Hatred

I'm a burier

I am all of what I buried and I am relieved

I am relieved for now my glorious pit has been emptied

All has been drained from inside and only I sit in it now

I sit inside my empty pit and realize I am relieved

I am not all that I had buried

I am not all that I had buried 

I have emptied my disgusting pit and let it's contents consume me and for once in my life

I am relieved.