I’ve bottled up my emotions all my life
bottled up my pain
my sadness
my anger
but I’ve filled my bottle long ago
and now I feel the cap
it is slowly twisting off
slowly
but getting quicker
quicker and quicker
until it will pop
pop off
and it will
explode
explode everywhere
I don’t know what will happen
will I survive the explosion
or will it tear me to bits?
if I survive will I still be me
or will I just be an empty shell
shell of what could have been
should have been
Yes...You will still be you...people survive that kind of explosion everyday...it's a way of getting all the bad stuff out of your system! Hugs, Dee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow this is such an amazing poem good write