Walls
Walls


The thing is - I never built walls;
I never had to.
Because I was already caged
Within the walls that were built,
By all those who had wronged me.
And I couldn't get out of them, or let someone else inside,
No matter how much I tried.
Even if I did, it broke me down.
So after trying again and again and again,
I gave up the fight for freedom.
I gave up the wish to be with whom I wanted.
I gave up the thought of seeing the world;
Without the barriers that constricted me
From seeing the reality.
Whenever I saw a crack in these walls,
A glimmer of hope was ignited.
But I never realised that all along
I had just been hallucinating.
Despite being suffocated and pained,
I tried my best to find an opening.
To find an escape
One last time.
But all I could see were the walls that surrounded me.