Walls surround us all like an invisible force field shielding our tired souls….
Some are temporary, while others are more permanent.
Though most are inconspicuous and cannot be seen by the naked eye,
There are some that hover over us like a tower.
They protect us from despair, mischief, and they keep us safe.
Walls ward off those who mean harm and
bare ill will behind those false charms.
For they have darken hearts, and vengeance itched souls.
Encapsulation, incubation, life support for the damaged soul.
Waiting to be reborn, fighting to live and breathe again…
These walls that surround the heart surround all around,
keeping someone within arm’s reach.
Close enough to touch and distant enough not to feel!
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