July 14, 2009
These walls will fall
They shall not hold me anymore
For too long have I hidden behind these stone fortresses
My heart quivers as I rip stone from stone in my quest for freedom
I built these walls out of my blood, spirit, and tears
But I now seek a new refuge that shall not capture me within
The walls have fallen
Now what do I do?
I remember now the reasons I built these walls that lay at my feet
The road is straight that leads from this barren wasteland
I follow it, tears soaking the ground as I begin a new journey
I mourn the stones that have crumbled behind me.
But in haste do I move on to new things and new places.

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real_as_can_be101 said...
Jun. 16, 2010 at 11:28 am
i think it's writing like this that puts words into peoples mouths when they don't know how to express what they want to say
celloizmylife said...
Jun. 14, 2010 at 2:52 pm
All your poems are so amazing and you're really being yourself in your writing. Would you please do me the honor of reading my poems, oh wise one?
celloizmylife replied...
Jun. 14, 2010 at 2:53 pm
Oh, and a comment would be much appreciated. I don't get any insight when people just read my poems, and don't tell me what they thought.
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