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Over The Wall

 

It stands behind the wall,

 

the wall I built in the years since time stood still.

 

It mocks me like its a window and it can see all,

 

it mocks me hurting me at its will.

 

 

 

I stand waiting to find it,

 

I stand for it in hopes that I can be found.

 

I lean against this, hoping to break it,

 

hoping to be free on my own ground.

 

 

 

It waits for me to admit my own truth,

 

It waits for them to see me for what I truly am.

 

I wait for it to expose me in youth,

 

I wait for it to tell them who I really am.

  • 1 year later...
Posted

Is it a heart?

 

To me this looks like a poem about the walls one builds to protect one's heart. It's very creative and clever. Well done :)

 

-Kevin

  • 2 months later...

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