Feelings erupt

Like a volcano about to erupt,
My feelings have built up.

You told me to hide,
Stay calm and confide in a therapist.
I’m so sick of this.
It makes no sense.

You say you care.
You claim you’ll be there,
For me.
You’re not around like you promised you’d be.

Now you run in fear,
 as the feelings erupt
and the truth burns you like ashes settling upon your skin.
How do think it felt keeping all of that within?