Building Walls

Tall and wide
Deep and steep
Once piled into a heap
A representation of needs
Left to its own defenses
Such terrible consequences
I am building walls
To keep my truth at bay
To keep others from such pain
Building in shame
My hands are numb
My knuckles are bruised
My soul bears the scars
Such a terrifying youth
How high will I need to go
I fear that not even
I know…


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