Locked in, I don’t want to look out
I have to go another route,
Because I have to see if,
It is safer on the other side.
Barriers I have made,
With some wood and a spade,
Too scared to pull them down,
Worried that intruders might kill me.
Everything seems the end of the world,
Even with truths unfurled,
I don’t want to come out.
I don’t want to look out.
But I saw a back door,
At the walls core,
I checked to see if it was locked,
It wasn’t.
If it’s safe I don’t know,
So I cry out my woe,
And wait for people to come and show me,
But no one does.
I am alone.
I realize that,
When on the floor I sat
I am the only person who can
Walk through the door and see what it means.
I hadn’t let anyone into my walls,
No one could possibly help my falls,
My walls are just as unsafe,
As the world outside.
I wanted to be free,
But the only enemy was me,
And so I plan to step through that door,
It’s gotta be better on the other side of my barriers.
Am I alone?
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