Thursday, May 6, 2010

Poem #121

Today's poem is sort of a spin off of a topic of one of my other poems! This one is about the "walls" that we put up around ourselves sometimes to protect us from being hurt or just to hide.

The Walls
Built up walls all around me.
They hold my personality and thoughts,
Keep them trapped within me.
The walls try to keep me safe,
But end up hurting me more.
And I can't escape them.
Can't get out, breath.
Someone needs to break them down,
To pull me from this trap.
From the wreckage of life.
But no one tries,
Because the walls keep me blocked,
Cut off from everyone.
So I stay, trapped,
And wait for something.

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