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.