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by Alison Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #1116648
Have you ever been trapped within memories?
Tall and dark and ominous
The perfect place to hide
The walls were built when my heart broke
And trapped me deep inside

Few windows were transparent
Few rays of sun shone through
Your picture plastered all the walls
Reminded me of you

I'd shut my eyes but still I'd see
Your face, your arms, your hair
These visions never set me free
I never ceased to care

Of loneliness I forged a rope
And climbed, in haste, up high
And setting foot onto the top
Bid those four walls goodbye

But soon, rope broke, and fast I fell
And hit the bottom hard
I laid there, broken, battered, bruised
Saddened, scared, and scarred

Then one day my rescue came
I finally was set free
He kissed away my fears and tears
I'd thought I'd found the key

As suddenly as rescue came
Rescue turned away
He changed his mind and feelings
On a cold December day

I had gathered all my courage
All the strength I had inside
I stood there cold and weeping
Wanting nothing but to hide

What does fate, or God, or destiny
Desire me to do?
What lesson have I yet to learn?
Which assumption will prove true?

Now I'm craving comfort
A familiar place to rest
I close my eyes, I realize
I love what I detest

So slowly, surely, I retreat
Down bright and narrow halls
I gaze about with hazy eyes
And recognize the walls

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