The Organ That Always Betray You

Lock it,

Build a wall around it,

Put it in a bunker,

Close the door inside,

Bury it 7 feet under ground,

So that it does not go down that thorny road again,

Where at each step you lose a piece of it.

Name The Game

Appearing out of nowhere,
To revive buried emotions,
Knowing too well the effect you have
Only to stomp on them again and again
Then disappear.
Tell me the name of your new game.
Seeming to be pure bliss for you.
Is that cruelty, inhumanity or viciousness the name