Pot of Water
Emotions fill me like
I am a pot of water boiling over
An inferno of feelings
Rising
Bubbling
Rising
Spilling over
I lash out, hurt others
Shout, cry
Can't deal, can't speak
Can't tell anyone.
Panic, I am unrestrained
Must control myself, must clean up my mess
I wipe up my feelings silently
Burning my hands in the process
I am scarred
Every inch of burnt flesh
A cry for help that never passes my lips
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