the world is too loud.
it seeps in the cracks,
filling your head with unnessecary noise,
prompting fight or flight.
flight builds walls.
up and up they go..
construction could go on forever.
another brick... just one more today...
no.

it gets too high.
it can't stand that tall forever.
it has to come down eventually.
you have to let the world in.
the love.
the blossom of joy only comes from rain pouring down, wearing away your walls.
it's okay to be exposed a bit..

although,
when that wall falls,
the base will still stand.
there's still some protection.
just don't let the wall get built too high..