For so long I've hid behind these walls.
I'm not sure I'm ready to abandon them just quite yet.
I know there will be a time when I have to leave.
I knew that from the beginning, but it's too early right now.
Should I wander off, beyond my walls and allow myself to grow attatched to someone or something?
Should I wander off and allow myself to get hurt?
Just like the inevitability for me to leave these walls, it's inevitable for me to get hurt.
Why should I change when I'm happy with what I have?
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PoesíaThis whole book is a poem made up of smaller poems. It's a story of someone that is struggling through life. It's up to you to decipher your own story through this. #7 in haiku July 18, 2018 #1 in enlightenment July 18, 2018 -EasonV (Free verse and...
