walls.
the walls build up higher and higher,
blocking out the sun's shine and the
moon's light.
it is just a dull grey, surrounding me
in every way.
some days, I feel the courage to
climb the walls.
and when I do, and I arrive at the
top.
I see it.
I see the sun, I see the colors.
I feel the happiness spread
throughout my body like the blood
rushing through my veins.
but then I find the one small sliver of
sadness, and suddenly the walls
begin to shake.
I fell to the ground, back into that
bottomless pit.
the walls grow higher, higher than
ever before.
I feel it.
The sadness spreading through my
body, like the blood rushing through
my veins.
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noelle's thoughts
Poetrythoughts of a teenage girl surrounded by the positive and negative effects of life