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Destroying Strong Walls

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Destroying Strong Walls

Forever ago it seems I put up these walls to keep the world out.
I lay alone in a small dark corner refusing to let anyone get close,
thats what I built these walls for, no one was going to hurt me.
I lived in peace inside these walls until one day I heard the noise.
Someone was breaking rocks, crushing stone, destroying my walls.
It took a while a few months at least, but then my dark little cavern
experienced its first light and I understood these walls weren't going to last.
The sunlight streamed in through a large whole in the wall near my roof
and then your face appeared and you smiled brightly laughing at me.
"What are you doing in there? Don't you think it's too dark?"
I shook my head, my walls could come down, but that didn't mean I had to speak.
Each day you tore a little more of my wall away taking away my sanctuary
until one morning I woke to find I was surround by a pile of rubble.
"What did you do with my wall?" I said glaring at you ignoring how my heart felt soft.
"I took it down. How else was I suppose get to you?" you smiled obviously amused.
"But I liked my wall exactly how it was," I pouted, crossing my arms, upset.
"Yeah, but I could tell you how much I liked you with the up now could I?"
I shook my head dazed then looked around at the world;
I guess it really didn't look that bad after all.

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  1. Date: 4/26/2010 6:10:00 PM

    Yes I like this. Some people do have walls around them. coming from the big happy family that I came from, they would have been knocked down before I could build them so never did. This poem of mine "Deep Pockets" was written about my son who grew up to be the same generous man that he was as a child. I lost him a few years ago but I have these precious memories. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 11:10:00 PM

    Very nice,Destiny. I enjoyed the journey with this one, from being walled in to finally looking around to see the world. I disagree with christopher below me here. I would not say 99 percent feel this way. I sure don't. But I know some do! LUv, andrea

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 8:36:00 PM

    You know what? Irma in her comment below just made the coolest statement by saying, 'the only one I was keeping out was myself.' Destiny, I think this write is probably relatable to 99% of the people on this site in some form or another, and that is what makes it so touching. Enjoyed reading. Chris.

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 8:24:00 PM

    Very amusing I like the way U built the wall and than realize things are still the same when they are up or down, I had a wall my self till I realize the only one I was keeping out is myself,enjoyed,,Irma