Wrapped in the warmth of intelligent
shawls
Protected by faith in your
knowledge true
Sheltered from hurt inside
brave fortress walls
Defensive words that cocoon
about you
It’s a hardened armor that
weighs you down
So all you can do is quiver
with fear
Replacing past smiles with
a sour frown
You lash out at anything
that comes near
Your words become
ammunition to stun
To use against you when
push comes to shove
Your distance becomes a
prison for one
Losing your freedom to
live and to love
Wow, I know someone like that.
ReplyDeleteouch...so true man....probably in the moments we need someone else the most we shove them away and hurt them....and find ourselves robbed of what we need most by ourselves....good one sir...
ReplyDeleteSome people are very good at being their own worst enemy. This sounds as if it is so. How sad for them.
ReplyDeleteGreat characterization and well told.
ReplyDeleteAs Brian says, OUCH. Isolation is definitely a prison for one. I have been in that prison sometimes. Not a pleasant place to be. Your poem definitely resonates with me.
ReplyDeletegripping and so true. lashing out is easier than facing the pain.
ReplyDeleteugh...so hard...there's such a big difference between solitude and isolation, isn't it... the one we seek, the other it's so hard to escape..well penned..
ReplyDeleteDeep, Building walls is not a good way to live. but, you have retold this true story very well.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a battle worth fighting... it's never good to push those you love away. I know a person like this and it's a sad situation.
ReplyDeleteNot sure another could better clarify the truth: We build the walls that lock us in and others away.
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