bury me -sept 5/2020
bury my emotions, so deep, you can’t see the tops of my feet.
bury me, bury me, deep. i don’t want them to hear my screams.
bury me, until they see, that this was more than a cry for help; i came to you for shelter but you turned your cheek. head pressed to your screen, would you have cared if you could see me bleeding?
bury me, bury me; why is it we only care about the wounds on the surface but never look deep?
i cried wolf, howled at the moon until my throat was hoarse. but still, you went about your day, the echo of my scream tremoring in the still night.
bury, bury, bury me,
bury , bury, bury me deep,
until you can’t even hear my screams.
bury, bury, bury me…