These Walls

These Walls

A Poem by Tae
"

My insanity.

"

These walls keep my secrets,
As I mumble to myself aloud.

 

I tell these four walls that imprison me,
All my blank secrets.

They are quite nice you see,
They haven't told one soul, yet.

Though, no one ever comes around,
Long enough for them to whisper,
Whisper their sweet words,
Like they do to me.

 

I sit with my head in my hands,

Ever so slightly shaking,

Shaking, shaking,

With these pitiful shudders running through me,

 

But these walls,

Perfectly white walls,

With my nail marks scarring them,

Keep me ever so sane.

 

They listen to my hysterical cries,

Along with my sweet, meaningless lullabies.

 

They cry right back,

And sing with me. 

 

My white walls,

That imprison me,

They are not the enemy,

But my sanctuary.

© 2011 Tae


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Tae
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I could only imagine what burdens lie on the shoulders of the person who cant talk to anyone about secrets that threaten to draw and quarter their soul. I for some reason imagined a great fear of disappointment that comes a long with confessing a mistake. The protection of this sanctuary being viewed in this matter was creative and very interesting. You brought out some heavy duty symbolism as well. IT was noted..but referencing each one I found would turn into a book. Excellent work!

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The has got to be one of the best descriptions of the true meaning of "Stir Crazy". Very nicely done. Keep it coming.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is wonderful, reads well. I like the metaphor "White walls"
This is very nicely written.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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It's a very good poem. Shows a lot of feelings.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A strong write on loneliness/hidden masked life. I like the idea of the cocoon inside the white walls, a place of safety.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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It's a terrific poem, and I enjoy reading aloud the parts that rhyme, especially that last stanza because it just sounds so right. And though my walls aren't perfectly white, I can relate to this very easily. Hell, I'm trapped in my room right now!
Thank you for writing this, it was great to read :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could only imagine what burdens lie on the shoulders of the person who cant talk to anyone about secrets that threaten to draw and quarter their soul. I for some reason imagined a great fear of disappointment that comes a long with confessing a mistake. The protection of this sanctuary being viewed in this matter was creative and very interesting. You brought out some heavy duty symbolism as well. IT was noted..but referencing each one I found would turn into a book. Excellent work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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