crashlanding [poetry]

explosion.

"you know, sometimes
i get filled with terrible feelings,"
he said to her

"it makes me want to
explode into a billion
pieces
just so my worries can't
reach me

but instead of exploding
everywhere on the outside,

i just explode
on the inside.
but somehow that's so much worse,
'cause you have to keep it all in
and you can't tell anyone,
you know,
'cause they might hate you for it.

i know you won't hate me for it, though.

promise you won't tell? "