We all want to be loved.
We want to make people believe we are perfect.
That nothing is wrong with us.
So we build a wall.
A wall covered in rainbows and glitter.
And we hide all the pain,
The darkness,
The regret, behind it.
And when our rainbow walls crack,
We slap a new scratch n' sniff sticker on top.
Before the sludge of ugly can seep through.
A wall of happiness is all we are.
While the garbage festers behind.
And when that piles higher,
We sculpt an elegant wall taller.
And if our walls crumble,
We build a new one tougher.
We feel it necessary.
To never let anyone find a reason.
A reason to dislike us.
Why do we care so much?
I find it increasingly difficult.
To maintain my wall.
I never liked glitter.
And hiding my true self.
Behind this reinforced wall.
Only builds the stench I'm neglecting.
We must be magicians.
Spending our life redirecting viewers eyes.
Their attention to the light.
While the scary stuff moves in the dark.
I met someone new.
I liked their wall.
They seem to have the perfect life.
I think they liked mine too.
So now we join our walls.
Their trash becomes mine.
And my trash becomes theirs.
They help maintain my wall.
And I help with theirs.
A match made in heaven.
Our sludge has been shared.
We hide behind our joined walls together.
We protect each other's ugly.
And heal each other's hurt.
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All My Thoughts I Never Shared
PoetryA compilation of all the things I've ever thought or felt, written out. Hopefully, someone reads something they can relate to. And hopefully, it'll brighten their day, or at least make them feel less alone. All the poems you read here were written b...
