These walls are my sanctuary guarding me, looking after me stopping me, restraining me ........................ ........................ read full text »
Topic(s) of this poem: depression, life, mental illness
Poet's Notes about The Poem
This was one of the first poems I wrote, in a dark a complex period of my life having been diagnosed with clinical depression. The words provide levels, conflictions etc but the walls themselves, to me, go to a deeper level. That of enclosing a space, ergo my space, my head space; therefore the walls make the enclosed space finite and restricts growth. Trapped with nowhere to go but more importantly no way out. This is a psychological detriment to a way out of this (depression) . This room/enclosure that the walls keep are, in my opinion, a false safe place, giving the impression it is safe but actually blocking and restricting, feeding the issue. I am a project assistant at an adult learning centre; the project being a mental health support group. Among people who "understand", "been there" the group normalizes in togetherness and support - this is truly a safe place. Support groups help and people in them help each other. The people at the support group are now my walls, but of support and solidity. Although I work there, I get as much out of it as the members do.
It is very precious piece of work...meanwhile the " master and prisoner" are very fine words and well used here..making paradox and giving multiple meanings to this excellent poem..thank you for sharing..it deserves 10 with regards
Guarding, looking after,
where I hide
where I rule
the one who is suffering here
the one who is surviving here
Walls as a symbol for mental difficulties, pain and suffering from loneliness.
The thought that i am unloved and i have no one…….. writing becomes a way out
to present our thoughts to the fellow poets…… thank you for this symbolic poem. tony