Walls
My Walls
There is a great pain in my heart that started long ago
From many betrayals that cut so deep that they left a huge whole.
Strong, tall walls I use protect my heart from further abuse
So strong in fact, that in looking for love, I wonder, what is the use?
You can’t go around my walls for the length is out of sight
Nor can you climb over them either because of their great height
You could wonder around to look for a door upon which to knock
But sadly I fear, it won’t open, because of the many locks.
I wonder some times where the master key has been hid
I search around and around to no avail like a crazed kid
I want out of here, this hell, this cold dark place
I want to feel the warmth of the sun again, upon my face.
But I fear that even if the door were to be flung open wide,
Me and my heart would still find reason to run and hide
So I wonder again in my mind, what the hell is the use
Love can’t break through and if did, it would hang from a noose.
So do I give up on the dream of love and stay in this great misery?
That one question remains in my heart, with the answer a mystery.
There’s no one to see the many tears that slowly run down my sad face.
No one to softly whisper loves reassurance as we gently embrace.
So I sit behind my great wall built of the many pains suffered in life,
Left batter, broken and beaten down, crying out with great strife.
Please give me the keys to my strength to love like never before
Please fill my heart with great joy and let me suffer no more.
