These walls I built so long ago
So high that I can no longer see
Caged is the only way
This heart of mine can ever be free
Beyond this concrete is my own garden
Which in secret blooms
But the flowers are poisoned
And this garden is my tomb
Sometimes I think I want
These barriers to fall
But what would my garden be
Without its walls?
Maybe the light would filter the poison
And something beautiful could grow
But in the shadows I'm safe
This darkness is all I know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, very insightful and full of meaning.