Hidden Agression
I get it from here and there.
I find it everywhere.
I won't let it out.
I'll ball it up instead.
I'll let build to the top, but only in my head.
If its really there, you will never know.
I'll hold on to it tight.
Everywhere I go.
I'll clinch it with my fist.
While my blood is red.
I'll hold it with all my might.
Until im cold and dead.
I don't want to do this.
I hate to hold it in.
I don't want to have this when I meet my end.
I dare not be cruel enough.
To let it go on you.
So I'll suck it up and bite my lips.
Until my days are through.
Burried
Happiness!
That's something that seems to avoid this place.
I try to bring my own happiness into this trap, but it always seems to escape me.
I don't blame it though. I would do the same if I could.
What keeps me here? I wonder.
I'm not doing anybody any good by digging myself deeper into this hole.
Is it guilt that keeps me here?
I've held us both up for so long.
The younger one left her and I wonder if i should too.
Deeper and deeper the hole gets.
In the hole I find myself constricted.
I can't move and there's no air.
The end is coming.
The pressure is piling on.
I'm slowly disappearing under the pain of the others like me.
The dirt of my past continues to pile on.
I'm burried now and no one even knows it.