Bury Me Poem by Nick Joaquin

How can you stop yourself from feeling?
When you gradually feel yourself betraying you?
How can you understand yourself?
When you always keep parts of you hidden?

How can things remain hidden?
When all you ever do is push things down,
And keep them locked up in your own abyss?
How can you stay true to others?
When you can’t even stay true to yourself?

How can you live?
When a part of you is already dead?