I sit behind walls
I have created.
High impenetrable walls,
And laugh my head off at the assumptions thrown my way.
Proud of perfecting the art
Of hiding my real self
From the eyes of invaders,
I stay safe in my little bubble
Far away from vulnerabilities and worries.
Till the night dawns
And my haven turns dark
From the storm of thoughts building up,
Threatening to overtake
And I'm trapped in a raging cage
Struggling within myself
Trying hard not to drown.
I start blaming people
For not being there,
For not saving me,
From the darkness,
From my loneliness,
From my thoughts
And my fears.
Till I realize
That the only one to blame is myself.
For pushing people away with the walls I created.
For forever withdrawing within.
For never opening up.
For avoiding talking about myself.
Till that blessing
Of artfully keeping myself locked within bars
Feels like a curse.
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