The wall grows thicker around me
I can no longer see through the holes
As they have been filled with
Emotional Brick and Mortar.
I can no longer hear the people
Calling to me as the walls are to
High for their voices to reach me.
All I can feel is the cold heartless
Wall and my distorted self.
Some days I feel my only escape
Would to be to end myself
With how over bearing the wall is.
I cannot do that or wait for someone
To pull me out.
I have to be start the steep climb
Myself.
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Just working on not killing myself at work,
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