![]() Blue WallsA Poem by Barbara Borel![]() Written in 1989 at the age of 21![]()
Blue Walls. (1989 age 21)
When the world spins where do you go. When the world spins ever so slow. I am not me and you are not you until the night comes in shades of blue. The act was fine for one more day. Sometimes I feel myself with the games I play. Alone at last isn't so good. When the blue walls are understood. I know my walls are black and blue. I can't even see them anymore. I'm torn in pieces and what's the point. My blue walls aren't blue anymore © 2016 Barbara Borel |
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Added on November 8, 2016 Last Updated on December 3, 2016 Author![]() Barbara BorelMetairie , LAAboutBorn and raised in New Orleans. Use words as a way of expressing myself. I dont write for an audience or to get praise or please anyone. Writing is therapy. In my eyes expressing words in paper... th.. more..Writing
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