Bottled Emotions...

I don't understand

When you say

"You don't understand me!".

Of course I don't,

And I probably never

Will.

Don't let this anger,

This fear,

And above all

This sadness

Build up its pressure-

Until suddenly it bursts!

You tell me you bottle up

The emotions

To let the pressure...

Build.

What if instead of having

A cork-screw-

-Suddenly come flying off

And hurting someone...

You were trying to protect

As the pressure built,

Why not release such

Pressurized emotions

And feed them gently to them;

That Someone.

There are a finite number of Bottles out there,

Save One before Two (or More) break.