Monday, 25 April 2016

Buried Feelings








I have a chest of shattered dreams

Wrapped and bound and buried deep

Don’t come knocking at my door

Waking them from locked-in sleep

I don’t want to face my feelings

Nor reawaken hope

If our past repeated

I couldn’t cope-- just couldn’t cope


You texted that you’re back in town
Don't expect anything at all
I won't be like your faithful hound

Won’t come running when you call

I loved you from the very start

You broke my trust, you broke my heart

You left without saying goodbye

Didn’t even tell me why





There’s a special kind of pain

For those who’ve loved and lost, then loved again

That risk is too much for me

I’ve buried my feelings for eternity

Lost you once, but I’m alive

If I lost again, I’d not survive

So, don’t come knocking at my door

I don’t want you anymore



That reservoir of love and fear

Is entombed for all time

Some may say that’s unhealthy

But the choice is mine, the choice is mine

So don’t come knocking at my door

I don’t want  you anymore

The risk of love is too much for me

I’ve buried my feelings for eternity

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