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Putting Up My Walls

I used to have my walls down for everyone to come in

Anyone who seemed to care, anyone who "loved" me

But then I was used, thrown on the ground and stepped on

Till I was bruised, bleeding, weak and completely paralyzed

And from that day forward, I began to build up very tall walls

around my scarred up heart filled with shards of broken glass

So tall that if anyone were to even attempt and climb over them

That they'd become tired, and their hands full of oozing blisters.

No, I never had the desire to let one person in again to abuse me

The walls that have stood for years have caused my heart to chill

Because I didn't want to allow any ray of sunshine to come upon it

In fear that it would eventually become a horrible haunting darkness

That would cause me to recoil further into deep depressing despair

I'd rather be alone within these tall walls, then to be hurt again

For I believe even if I do find that one who manages to climb over

There will still be an emptiness to follow, no matter how much light

No matter how much warmth, no matter how much wonderful bliss

There will always be a thorn digging into my side, causing much sadness.

So here I choose to remain inside these cold, dark, empty walls

Forever to remain alone in my heart, with no one to hurt me.
Just felt like writing another poem~
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Kitty-Ham Featured By Owner May 15, 2012  Professional General Artist
I think I know how you feel :c It's like... you let everyone in who seems like they're your friend... but then you realize later that not all of them were sincere. And then it becomes harder to trust new people because you're afraid of that happening again. Is that what you meant? Cuz I totally understand :noes:

Sorry it took me so long to get around to commenting >.<
Alakittynya Featured By Owner May 16, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Yeah, yeah exactly~ :iconsadtardplz: I'm glad you understand me...

Nah, it's okay :meow: just glad ya took the time to read it :)
Kitty-Ham Featured By Owner May 16, 2012  Professional General Artist
Alakittynya Featured By Owner May 16, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Vanidar Featured By Owner May 11, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Nicole, you use a lot of words to sketch something of an impenetrable emotional fortress; I picture something hastily constructed, with jagged edges, unappealing colors, and conflicting geometry. Something constructed to where any attempt to breech, escape, or scale the walls can result only in them collapsing inward. The ultimate goal of such a fortification is to bury what is held within; not to protect it.

This reminds me very much of one of my favorite scriptures; "The word of God is alive and exerts power and is sharper than any two-edged sword and pierces even to the dividing of soul and spirit, and of joints and their marrow, and is able to discern thoughts and intentions of the heart." No one man, of whatever strength, could safely undo all that, no friend could safely arrange an escape to safety; but someone working with all the divine power available to them could hoist someone in that position out as with a three-fold rope; so long as they had something to work with from the one who was trapped.
shikamarunokage Featured By Owner May 11, 2012  Student Artisan Crafter
*nods* I second that motion.
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