Suspicions rise, never trusting.
Nervous looks and wary glances over your shoulder.
Screaming words that never really mean anything,
Silence that says too much.
Tug and pull, arms-length, never let them in.
The built up walls didn't want to crumble, no matter what you did. Closing off, self-imposed lonely.
Scared of what it would take to crack.
Left wondering if any of it could ever be taken back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem