The Wall Poem by cheryl davis miller

Have you found yourself confined by
unseen walls of your own device?
Needing freed from block and mortar
pressing more each day like a vise.

Thinking another's created
the cell you now find yourself in.
Then comes the realization
your cells design flowed from within.

The first course set to repel pain,
another to block out despair.
Layers rise higher and higher
protection becoming a snare.

Building your tower of freedom
from pain, disappointment and strife;
somehow not realizing, that
your walls also kept you from life.

Now safe within the walls you hear;
the voices of old enemies.
All walled up, right there beside you
and that's where they'll always be.

cdm 12/23/15