Poem at my Lips

There is a poem
Sitting on my lips
Moving down my body
Just to settle on my hips

It comes up
Slowly, the same route
Up to my eyes
Trying to find a way out

Help him please
He needs to be free
Let him shine a light
So that you can see

The depths of my mind
Displayed for all to know
To laugh with the memories
And to cry with the sorrow

He is going insane
Being bottled up
So let him go
Before he blows up