My Wall

Way up high, I build this wall,
Higher and higher, I build it tall.

I build my wall to keep it all out,
Every single piece of doubt,

The doubt I have about all my fears,
The fears that cause me all these tears.

The world is such a drowning place,
These walls we build as we fall from grace.

All that we face every day,
So we build our walls to keep the pain away.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Horsman Avatar
November 27, 2018 at 7:14 AM
Sheree, you are not alone, but a great way to knock the wall down, is with poetry, especially as good as this is..
Schoeman Avatar
January 23, 2020 at 1:19 AM
Thank you
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