Three years

Three years

Long, long years of

(day after day)

Pushing it away

Bottling it up somewhere

Deep

Down inside.

Your memories of hurt

Twisted and warped

Conjured remembrances of

Betrayal

(a ‘trampling’)

Shaped to victimize

Only yourself.

Claims stated in heated

Flaming anger

Hated hands aim to

Harm

As adder poisonous words

And viral threats spill

Rush

From incensed lips

All thoughts of safety

Removed

Caring dashed on the floor

Shattered next to

Your carefully crafted illusions

Three years

Long, long years, my friend, of

(day after day)

Pushing it away

Bottling it up somewhere

Deep

Down inside.

And to this day

You say nothing

Though exposed

Barefaced

We will watch it slowly

Eat you away