I've been holding all this hurt in.
All the mean words, all the tears, all the anger and sadness and frustration.
I've been holding all this hurt in because I don't want to hurt those people that hurt me.
How twisted right? I would spare their feelings still even when they torment mine.
There's no outlet. No release. I keep wondering if it'll suffocate and drown if I keep pushing it down or if it doesn't mind the break from breathing and will happily come back when I take my eye off of it.