How foolish could I be
How foolish could I be
I closed the door behind me
And found myself facing a wall
A wall of concrete that is not breaking
Not breaking through for me to see
I turn around and the door is gone
My heart sinks in sorrow and regret
I miss the beautiful trees
I miss the erupting volcano
Knocking on the cold, hard, concrete wall
I am trapped
I hit the wall hard with my fists
I plead it to let me see the other side
Bits crumble in my hand
Broken bits, blood on my hands
Tears on my cheeks
The wall is unmoving
I miss the beautiful trees
The moving beautiful trees
It is the only way I know how
And I wish it wasn't
How foolish could I be
2 Comments:
Even if there's a wall... walk alongside it for a while and sooner or later there will be a window, or door or an opening. Things will clear, and there are always paths forward, so don't try to go through the wall, go around it! :)
Yo... things don't seem to be well with you. Anyways I just wanted to say that you know how to get in touch with me if you want a shoulder to cry on.
Meanwhile do take care of yourself yup.
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