Walls closing me in, keeping me safely hidden from view.
All emotion, and thoughts being seen only when I write alone,
deep in contemplation, staying far from everyone.
Writing to show others how their behaviors, attitudes, abuse,
cruelty can affect another human being without them even knowing.
There's no one on earth I talk to about the hurt, abuse, cruelty
I've had to endure from someone I thought was a friend.
A poetical journey is laid open before everyone in poetry, hopefully awakening other's minds to how cruel they can become and how they
treat others accordingly - especially those not deserving of their
wrath.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, the infidelity of friends is worldly know, With cruelty and hipocracy, often sown. your poem exemplifies this in a most original and heartfelt way, one can feel the hurt.S