I push away the ones I love,
Afraid of getting hurt,
I build a wall around my heart,
And stay alone, alert.
A fear of pain, a fear of loss,
A wall built brick by brick,
I shun the warmth, embrace the cold,
The ties begin to fray, to trick.
Their hands reach out, but I recoil,
Afraid to let them near,
For love has always brought me wounds,
And left me wrapped in fear.
Yet in their eyes, I see the hurt,
A mirror to my own,
The pain of pushing them away,
The seeds of sorrow sown.
I long to break these chains of doubt,
To let my heart be free,
But every time I take a step,
The past pulls back at me.
So here I stand, alone, apart,
Wishing I could bridge the gap,
And let my heart transform.
But maybe one day, I will learn,
To tear these walls apart,
To hold them close, to face the fear,
And heal my wounded heart.
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Trapped in my own head
PoetryShe is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a worl...
