for when the heart
became a place confined
for the weights
of the waits
the emotions
came out
as words
clad
in deep red
too heavy
to carry
even on paper
he chose to bury them
call it cliche
he chose the location
deep
in the woods
afraid
of their exposure
and the consequences
of it
now safe
in the knowledge
no one will venture
that deep
he came home
to a new reality
the void
in his chest
for the words
clung to his heart
took it with them
deep underground
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 2:00 AM UTC
for when the heart
became a place confined
for the weights
of the waits
the emotions
came out
as words
clad
in deep red
too heavy
to carry
even on paper
he chose to bury them
call it cliche
he chose the location
deep
in the woods
afraid
of their exposure
and the consequences
of it
now safe
in the knowledge
no one will venture
that deep
he came home
to a new reality
the void
in his chest
for the words
clung to his heart
took it with them
deep underground
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