#bottledup
All the while, people laugh,
suppressed emotions resurface,
reveal a buried old story,
actions that hurt us,
never forgotten, only covered in dust,
treated as non-important, as a child's fuss.
All the while, moments pass,
a heart waits to combust,
until a kind, calm voice stops,
and listens with pure trust,
to make the heart not suffocate, but adjust,
will the sentiments finally be perceived,
they will lose a grudge.
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 10:35 PM UTC
I've hidden it for such a length,
All the pain and suffering,
I believed my hidden strength,
Would be all this enduring,
Guess I was wrong about it all,
Now my bottle starts to crack,
My heartbeat now feels so small,
As if I'll get a heart attack,
That pain is what I may've known,
It may just be what I did hide,
Never may all this be shown,
I'm just not ready for that ride,
They said you're so mature,
So emotionally intelligent,
Guess It's in your nature,
A kid ever so diligent,
Intelligent? I know my feelings well,
I know them better than you think,
But there's a reason I will tell,
Who would I tell? I've got no link,
About my feelings I have told,
Only to one other,
Perhaps I'll just let it here unfold,
Not even my own mother,
I know so well only because,
I've only told things to myself,
None to give a round of applause,
I listened for my better health,
I really needed to be heard,
So I just made myself that guy,
A person who would say a word,
No need to give another try,
Despite it all I keep on going,
Despite it all I still have hope,
Despite it all I keep on growing,
Despite it all I climb this slope.
Jun 29, 2025
Jun 29, 2025 at 6:22 PM UTC
I caught the deep inky blue of it
in bottles
labeled 'pleasing'
and set them on a shelf
next to bowls full of tears
and baskets full of unwanted memories.
It was cold
aching like limbs in the winter
sip it,
let the ice unfurl,
bitter on your tongue,
grief catching
in your throat
before settling into the pit
of your stomach,
like a swallowed apple seed.
one day the winds came
knocking all of the bottles down
and all around in the broken air,
ruptured by the fragmented glass,
screams - starved and rising
screams shattering bone
screams - ringing
wild and ragged
at last.
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 9:27 PM UTC
i have all these strong emotions
they swirl around inside me
i shove them down
and put a cork in the bottle
the bottle that doesn't open
it's easier to ignore the anxiety
than deal with the difficult emotion
but the bottle can't hold anymore
of this feeling
the bottle is shaking and exploding open
the feelings are rushing back at me
i'm holding in the tears
my stomach is churning like
the emotional turmoil
i'm so worried
I can't do this anymore
it's all crashing down on me
the emotions rain down on me
like the glass shards from the bottle
the anxiety shoots through my veins
making my hands tremble
and my heart ache
and my mind spin
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 1:08 PM UTC
Sometimes
all of the
anxiety
stress
anger and
sadness
builds up
On those days
she let the
tears
overwhelm her
Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 12:01 PM UTC
They say,
It’s okay to cry
Because
You need to let it
All out.
And when I did,
It wouldn’t stop,
I couldn’t stop,
I had no control
And it burned.
Cloud full of tears
Planting seeds and
Growing thorns
Around my body twisting in knots
I couldn’t untie.
I knew
That being in this house
Was trapping me,
Boxing me up like old toys
Put away, tucked shut.
I felt cornered
With no way out,
No way to escape
All the feelings
Inside me.
I was short of breath,
Close to out of it.
Upset as I was,
I needed to turn it all off
And put an end to it, the agony.
So I took a walk in the rain
At four in the morning
Still dark out
But I had to get out
Of the house.
But finally,
Finally.
I felt release
Through
The fresh air breeze.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
What you feel cannot be said
can always be written.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
They call me no face, the one without a place. My emotions are hidden, there's not so much as a trace.
Blank slate, white face. You'll never know how I feel or even if that laugh was real.
This is not who I choose to be..I use to be a girl with a heart of gold, but now I'm just a ghost and the gold's turned to stone.
My smile stays in place but it doesn't reach my eyes, no matter how hard I try, it's drowned by the tears that I cry.
There's an ache in my chest that reminds me that I'm not the best, and for some reason I can get rid of the thoughts in my head that make me question if I should be alive or dead.
My heart spills to a blade on my hip and my brain with an ink tip.
I am constantly lost somewhere between depression and suicidal rage. Almost if my common sense was locked in a cage, gnawing at the edges of my brain but it's no use, my condition stays the same.
Blank slate, white face. You'll never know how I feel, behind a mask my emotions I do conceal.
Aug 9, 2016
Aug 9, 2016 at 4:04 PM UTC
I put my thoughts in a bottle
those I don't say
but one day the bottle will be shaken
and it will explode from the pressure
I can't wait for that day
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 12:22 PM UTC
Sometimes I create my own
Writer's block;
It sounds ****** up,
Dozens of us at any given
Moment
Genuinely searching for
Any single word at all,
And here I am,
Wishing my words away,
Creating every writer's
Nightmare
Simply because I'm a
*******
Coward,
Too scared to pick up
My fresh black ballpoint pen
And put it to my
Worn out notebook
Because I'm too
Scared to feel
The dark, painful,
Scary things I know
Will come in the
Free flow of my
Disturbing verses...
So yeah, I'm
That *******
Creating writer's block
For myself
So I don't have to
Let it all go.
**** that's lame.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
Emotions and negative feelings
people's poisonous barbs
attacks and regret
Shame and anger
become bottled up
into a prescription bottle
or better yet
one of those old
medicine cabinets that you drop your razors
into the slot it the back
more and more the rusty razors pile
up into the pit of unseen darkness
One day soon it will be
time to renovate and you will have to
deal with those razors in the wall
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 7:49 AM UTC
After all this hollowness, years of
Vain screams that's been unheard
By my beloved fallen angel
Now I realize, that's not worth it
Keep on fighting against something
That's gonna stay with me forever
the voices whisper in my ears
lying to me as I am fearing
I'll never be the same without you
This presence the spirit, who never leaves me
Alone, the one who whispers in my dreams
While I hide in the empty sanity
Chased me out, burned me down, lost my soul
Then ripped my all, then all that's left are
fuzzy dreams of yesterday, filthy ashes of myself
All thats left of sanity, is breaking slowly
By the presence of your whisper
I'll forget you once again, silent my fears
Clear up the fuzzy dreams of yesterday
I'll say goodbye to hollowness
Living hidden, in fake smiles,that i never really felt
I wanna forget this, wanna feel quiet loneliness
Reborn in this dark quiet and beautiful place
Leaving regrets behind me, burying all my fears
And feeling amnesia, won't remember that again
All thats left of sanity, is breaking slowly
By the presence of your whisper
I'll forget you once again, silent my fears
Clear up the fuzzy dreams of yesterday
I'll say goodbye to hollowness
And I'll find myself get to feel eternal peace
Finish this game that drowns my life slowly
I'll give you my hand, follow you down this path
Stopping forever the presence, the whispers
That drove me inside my own doom
Saying goodbye forever, never felt this
Way before, dont worry I won't miss you
I'll just laugh in your grave, cause you never
Got the chance to fulfill your disturbed fantasy.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 10:21 AM UTC