Bottled Up
Bottled-Up
I have some feelings, unresolved
They do deserve to be considered;
I pushed them away;for the sake of love
But now they are in need of healing.
I have deep pain bottled up
And It is a time for healing:
Under the crust of hate and pain
the sweetest love is singing.
Fate deals with us unfair but wisely
Sometimes you wonder why:
But, I have feelings to unwind
Unbottle through my pain and paper.
Can You Hear Me Screaming?
—Ernest Badounts—
