Bury it

Bury your feelings
Bury them
Get them out of my sight
I can't hear you now
I can't see you
You don't exist
I buried you
And you blew me a kiss
I hated you
And you gave me your thanks
Get out of my house
Get out of my head
The monsters of my present and past
Lurking in the cold corners
I said get out.
I see my crisp cut lawn
I see the line of white houses
And fake fantasy of bliss
I see the jail I succumb to
The feelings I have now
Are the ones I've grown to hate
And I've hated myself for
The ruby red blood
My favorite color of pain
The wine I won't drink
The grasp of bright passion
I love the smell of it
I love the thrill of it
It's deep and it cuts
Like a surgeon's straight line
And I shove it down even further
But I want him.