Brawny bred to a thicker skin
Ultimately a protective film
Protective, I think not.
Just a weeping forget me not.
Tears add layers
And layers add tears.
Shed me of burden
Shed me of pain
Willingness and freedom I’m desperate to gain.
Rusty locked and hammered to dysfunction
My heart, apart, from body and mind.
Listened on by def ears, as soft voices are never heard.
And when voices aren’t heard, walls are made
Brick by brick, memory by memory.
An illusion
As permanent stains, dominant and strong
Will always overshadow things that weren’t wrong.
In Fact they were fine
I’d forgot the happiness
There were glimpses of smiles
Granted in phases, but still on the ride.
Now stand back and look at that wall again
A medley of emotion depicts a notion
Remember my friend
There are good times and bad
Look at your wall and then look again
I promise one thing
There will be some space for some happy place
Just hidden.
Find it, lock it and remember this spot
This is should be the beginning plot
We’re you bring your heart in from the rain
Hang it to dry and start again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem