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Walls Up

Updated: Jun 3, 2024

In the depths of my soul, a paradox resides

A longing for connection, yet trust subsides

Unable to trust, my heart feels confined

Seeking solitude, a sanctuary I find


For the scars of betrayal run deep within

A cautionary tale, a lesson lived again

I build walls around me, a fortress so tall

To protect my emotions, guard against the fall


Alone I wander, in my self-imposed retreat

A shield for my heart, a bittersweet feat

In the silence, I find solace and peace

A respite from the pain, a much-needed release


But in the corners of my mind, a craving stirs

A yearning for connection, an ache that occurs

For as humans, we long for bonds to ignite

To be seen, understood, to feel a sense of light


Yet the fear lingers, a shadow in my core

Can I trust again, or will I be hurt once more?

In this delicate dance, my heart remains torn

Between protecting myself and the desire to be reborn


So I navigate this journey, with caution and care

Seeking balance in a world that seems unfair

Learning to trust myself, my instincts, my voice

As I navigate the complexities of this choice


For in the midst of solitude, a longing grows

To find souls who understand, who walk in similar throes

But until that time, I’ll embrace my own company

Nurturing my spirit, setting my heart free


After being so vulnerable with my ex and all the shit I went through with my ex-fiancé, I am working on purposely building up my walls when it comes to love and relationships of any sort. I cannot go through a heartbreak and survive right now. I cannot spend another moment wondering why I'm not good enough for someone. It doesn't mean I don't crave connection, because I do. It simply means that I'm done. I'm guarded. I don't want to let anyone in. I realize this may create future problems, but right now I don't care. I'm done being hurt and feeling broken by other people, or by myself.



 
 
 

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