Repression

A memory buried, six feet under    
On an unmarked grave; left a riddle  
The shovel tossed out, in the ocean    
Traces of blood, cleaned with bleach    
Mind being protective like a mother    
Cut out the once trauma I faced    
Replaced the hole, with teddy bears    
   
From time to time, the earth shakes    
Innocence cracks, for hell to breathe    
Adamant to jump, into inferno    
To Join the circle, of leafless trees    
But mother tweaks my chemicals    
With sleep and indulgence    
In alcohol and lechery    
Blue screens and THC.