Imagine.
A wall.
A wall that is inside of you.
You can't knock it down.
It is separating you from your real voice.
It's ruining your life.
One day,
There he is.
He's here
just to knock it down,
just for you.
But he cannot get it down.
It's just too strong.
So he leaves,
never to be seen.
But then you find others.
Others like you.
They have fixed this issue,
they have found their voice.
They write.
You join them,
And you start to like it too.
You now feel free.
That wall is still there,
But writing has become a window in that wall.
It's a way to let some of it go
And to say what needs to be said.
YOU ARE READING
Carry On
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote during random moments of my life.