Burying it was so easy,
momentarily relieving.
Burying it protected me,
from the inevitable responsibility,
of doing the necessary.
Burying it gave me space,
to experience bliss,
that I wouldn't have felt worthy of,
in another state.
Burying it made it look over,
closed, healed,
a past chapter,
One from which I heed.
Burying it did nothing,
but make it worse,
because now that it's out again,
I feel...
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