Like A Bursting Bottle

My body-

Like a bursting bottle

Tamed only by distraction-

The thin cap 

They say to write about it

To cry

To go for a run

I laugh

They don’t know

I have

Unscrewed the cap

Let a few drops out

But the bottle stays full

The more I let out

The more comes in

One drop

Two 

Sometimes big splashes

They say sad isn’t bad

I know

I laugh

Sad isn’t bad

But too much is

And my bottle is full

It can take no more

I wish it would tip

The water spill out

But I am too weak

And it is too heavy

So I lay at night

Weighed down

Trapped-

A statue

So alive

Yet unable to help myself

Forced to surrender

They say that's good-

I have to face it

I laugh

How would they know