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Mika
Poems
Jan 2015
The Wall
The wall I've built stands high and tall.
I don't know what to do.
Either I climb to the top,
or wait for it to fall.
Others try to save me.
But ends with failure. No success.
They walk away and never try again.
Their hope was high, but now it's less.
This wall shows no mercy.
It grins at me as I sleep.
Standing over my body
as it watches me weep.
I cry to myself again today.
Why did I build such a thing?
Why shut people out?
Why push them away?
Here I am face to face with this wall.
Staying put, can never run.
To see myself and all the mistakes
that I have ever done.
#alone
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