bottles

Bottle it.
That's the first thing you learn at my house;
How to put everything you're feeling
into a little glass bottle
and throw it away.
Because if you don't,
there's no way you'll survive.

So that's what I do.

Everytime I overflow, I take all my anger
my hate
my unhappiness
my depression
and put it in a bottle,
screw the lid on tight,
and hide it away
somewhere
where no one will ever find it.

But they always find it.

They open it while innocently asking,
"What is this?"
then,
"I hope it isn't important."
but it is.
and when they open the bottle,
all my anger
my hate
my unhappiness
and my depression
comes flowing out with the energy of a million hydrgen bombs.
and i explode with them
until there's nothing left to burn
and I'm left satnding in the fallout zone
of a neuclear wasteland
with nothing left to do
but bottle it
until I blow again.