Friday, July 28, 2017

Buried inside me, it bubbles and boils within.

What it is, I am not sure.

Do I want to know?

Part of me does; Part of me does not.

Pain, I push it down.

Wanting to ignore it, but cannot always.

So deal with what I have to.

Then rebury the rest.

This pattern repeats again and again.

Finally, I dig some up; the pain lessens.

It still bubbles and boils within me,

but with less intensity now.

Yet no matter, how much I dig it up,

it still is hot.

Some day, maybe it will congeal in the cold,

but when that day comes, I do not know.

Until then it bubbles and boils, and life goes on



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