I'm locked inside a ring box,
luxuriating in it's blue plush cushion.
I keep myself locked in a comfortable dark hole,
but he knows how to find me.
In the blue box you're ballerina dances on,
that's where you'll find me.
Another barrier between me and the world.
Another lock on my heart.
You can't hurt me if you can't find me.
In a treasure chest at the bottom of the sea,
forever lost in a shipwreck.
In a mass grave on top a hill,
buried under a concrete slab.
Locked and chained,
and you will never find the key.
I wanna let you into my soul,
but I have to protect me.
Don't know when my walls first came up,
but I don't know how to let them down.
If I can protect myself from pain forever,
I would. Love not needed. I came in this world alone.
Waves of bitterness prevent my growth,
but a longing for something bigger than I know
keeps me peeping out my shell.
Forever curious of the world outside.
So...um...yea... this was kind of an assignment for me. Write about my walls and how I bury myself from reality to escape having to deal with it. This is me beginning to break out my shell. Lawd knows I never let anyone read my shit. I feel like I've only let at max 10 people read something I wrote that wasn't an assignment. So this is me breaking that. Putting myself out there on the interwebs. Don't really give a fuck what you think cuz I'm doing this for me but I guess feedback is always appreciated.
