Bury It (Brandy Goodman Poem #1)

Buried beneath the Hate

Lies the root of it all

All the Hurt and Pain

It’s where the tears fall

The Hurt is just too much,

The Pain sharp as a knife

Bury it, bury it all

Hate and anger become life

Turn from Insecurity

Hide away from Guilt

None of it can get you

Behind the wall you’ve built

Dig a little deeper

Just a bit further down

Hide it all away

Before it makes you drown

Build up the Anger

Feed fire to the Hate

Bury those week emotions

Before it’s too late