Old things unearthed

I can burry my feelings...
I can burry my thoughts...
and I can burry my self pity...

I can shear through my nightmares...
I can slice through my hopes...
and I can cut through my veins...

But...
One things always for sure...

You can never burry the pain...
and you can never stop the blood...

Some things we burry unearth themselves only to attack us twice as hard...

Its a blow to the mind...
Its a blow to the heart...
and its a blow to my life...

This time I cannot survive...