The Wall Poem by Lady Zephy

Have you ever been in a relationship
where you felt so alone —
like you are just there, for no reason,
the other person just there,
but a wall between you,
and you're, left staring.
Blank.
Where are you?
I am here.
Am I? — unheard.
Who are you?
The one you know.
Do I? — a question, recurring.
Seldom thoughts, wrapped in silence,
neither sound, nor light in sight.
Am I crazy to stare at a wall,
or was it always this way?
Will I ever see a window —
or is it just darkened ply?
Maybe it's me.
But how could it be,
when every time I climbed
it ended in agony.
Maybe I never tried.
Then what are these bruises for?
Sometimes I wished for a door
carved into this wall —
but that is a fantasy,
a never-existing reality.
It is a wall.
It was always a wall.
You never saw it, said my thoughts,
as I faced the wall.