Bottled Up Inside

By pureevil8

There are so many questions,

But there is so little time,

I try so hard to sort things out,

But I am losing my mind.

The answers I seek,

Impossible to find,

Are so out of reach,

It just kills me inside.

 

There are so may emotions,

Always building up inside,

Push them down deep,

Trying so hard to hide,

But my head is so full,

I feel like I could die.

Anger, hate, fear, and pain,

All swirling around in my brain,

I want so badly to let them out,

I want the world to pay.

But I keep it all bottled up inside,

Never revealing what's on my mind,

Until my cup is overflowing,

And it will spill out upon the world,

Such torment that will bring my relief.

02July2010

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Copyright 2011 pureevil8
Published on Sunday, May 29, 2011.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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