thinking burying everything
might save some sanity
might protect your dignity
cover the mistake before it's caught
before it's seen by taunting eyes
picking apart your life
shreading open cuts and making them deeper
infecting them with poison kisses
saying it's to make them better
but we all know
it's just to sabatoge the healing process
to demolish the immunity you built up
to yell and spit in your face like angry bosses
exploit your life to all
showcase your emotions to any who pass
putting your pain on a pike
flaunting them around for all to spit on you
to kick dirt in your eyes.
you thought burying it was admirable
saw it as a strong respondsible thing to do
honored for the pain you ignored
teasing jokes spewed in your delicate ears
angered words of loathing of the breath leaving your lips
your demise written in your blood
none of it can be buried
no shreads of your dignity
no fragments of your sanity
will be left in your grasp.
see their faces blazing red fiery fury.
see how it leaves you defenceless to the judgemental jury.
feel the heat in their spit-fire words burning your skin.
feel all life drain from within.
taste an overpowering copper ness in the air from the blood they made you shead.
taste just how much you on depend the assuring stability in the words she said.
hear taunts and remarks bring the tears of truth to your eyes, said to be soul less.
hear the wheels of fear turning in your mind twice as fast.
smell moist graveyard dirt as you place yourself in the earth to hide from it all once again.
smell the strong scent of fear emerging, just like how it is to once again, begin.
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