I hit it until I can't,
It digs deeper and deeper,
Until it can't come out.
All the pain,
All the sadness.
All the anger,
Everything hidden deep down.
Hammered down,
Hammered and hammered.
Don't know how to stop,
Don't know how to fix it.
How do I pull them,
Pull the nails and pain.
They don't see them,
Because I hid them.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryI write poetry when I'm down. I hope some can sympathize with me, not pity me.
