Walls
By English Rose
I thought my heart was dead Too many scars, too much pain I wanted to sit inside the walls I had created around myself Protected....but alone This was the safest way I couldn't be harmed here I couldn't be loved either I still felt pain The pain of loneliness Of thinking that I would never be healed That my heart would always be damaged Hadn't he hurt me enough? Days passed in a blur Nothing seems to be clear anymore Love had turned away from me Would I ever see it again? You arrived one November day I remember your face not well but it seemed so kind, so sweet I wanted to retreat behind the walls I waited, friendship grew We grew closer, much closer my heart appeared from its hiding place It rejoiced in your love and honesty You broke down the walls You have helped heal the pain My sweet Christopher my lover, my friend, my heartFor my husband who has helped me through so much pain. Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 06:45 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"I thought my heart was dead..."