Walls

My body and soul are a kingdom protected by the walls I built.

The walls are surrounding me to protect me but it can often get lonely in here alone. 

I hide my true self behind the walls no one has truly met me, the walls cover me.

I’m waiting for somebody to bulldoze the walls down and break this curse, kind of like when Prince Charming kissed Snow White awakening her from her sleeping curse.

People are afraid of my trauma, they don’t see me, they see damage. 

Would you buy a house with no roof?

These walls are to save me from more pain and heartache. Solitude over pain.