buried

i buried it. i screamed and wailed pushing the soil over every memory, every emotion, every thing i didn’t want to remember. i scrubbed my hands until they bled trying to wash away the dirt and the pain. i sobbed until my throat was raw and the blood finally dried up. i pushed it so far down that i would never have to see it again. never have to feel it again. i buried it. i did. but my tears acted like rain water and my wails electrified like thunder until the soil washed away, uncovering everything i tried so hard to hide. i buried it. i did. but it found it’s way back to me. just like skeletons in the closet, every dirty secret eventually comes out, no matter how hard you try to cover it.