•۞• Bottled Inside •۞•

Bottled inside is sadness no one can see,

Coming and going like the ebb of the sea.

No one near, no one close to me,

Waiting for sadness to finally flee.

Bottled inside is a void deep inside,

Where love did once reside.

It haunts and it’s precocious,

Its madness is ferocious.

No longer is the enduring light,

Only darkness with its plight.

Trying to face this world alone,

Turns my heart to frigid stone.

Bottled inside and tucked away,

I try to think that I’ll be okay.

A loving and giving heart,

Must fulfill its part.

Bottled inside, weary and weak,

Where things seem so bleak,

Therein lies a key,

For one to set me free

© Tim Mabry