The Walls Are Steeper Still
A Poem by TripleJinx
I do not think they know I am upset.
I’ve hid behind these walls because I’m scared.
If I tell them I’m scared they’ll blame themselves,
Which is the furthest thing from what I want.
The walls I’ve built keep coming in closer,
But that’s better than facing what’s outside.
I see black and white where I saw colors.
It feels dark because I’m getting lonely.
I know it is not they who hurt my heart.
I think I may have done it to myself.
But no, I didn’t do it on purpose.
I want them to help me, but I’m afraid.
I hurt, so the walls must be steeper still.
I’ll keep trying to repel these feelings,
So I don’t again hurt like I do now.
I hope you don’t make the mistakes I did.
I am hurting, so I build these big walls,
But I truly hope someone will break them.