WallsA Poem by TShe wonders which path to choose, sitting in a room with too many
doors and no windows Decisions usually come easy, it’s the aftermath that is
always the surprise. Walking alone is much easier…she doesn’t want to step on anything,
anyone, that might hurt. To not decide is also to decide, and she knows she can stay
in this place hidden from the beasts in the night……and the sunlight. But sitting too long is making her uneasy and she knows that
a choice must be made, so she tares down the walls. verb (used with object), tore or (Archaic) tare, torn or (Archaic) tare, tear. ing. to pull apart or in pieces by force, especially so as to leave ragged or irregular edges. to pull or snatch violently; wrench away with force: © 2018 TFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on July 1, 2018 Last Updated on July 1, 2018 AuthorTPAAboutIt's a wonderful journey this becoming, It's part letting go of who I was, while releasing the beliefs that sabotage what I want to be, and-knowiing that in order to transform, I can't live in b.. more..Writing
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