My Wall

My wall traps me

So that I can not breathe

My solitude fills my brain and heart

And become a part

More of a whole, or a hole,

A gaping  void  

But what can I do

Time is all

That can knock down my wall

Unless time works backwards

And it builds up more

Instead of falls

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes we get hurt so often, that we build up a wall, but we must eventually brake it down if we are ever to be happy agian, sometimes, you have to let the bad in with the good

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