Walls

Thud!

How often have you been slammed into a brick wall that doesn't waver or give an inch.

I've locked horns with one before and lost. Badly. Bruised et all.

Then I found a door...not to get through that wall to the other side mind you.

But to get out of that place. To run on an open field.

Then I saw it. A beautiful field of flowers.

I ran towards it, just as I promised I would.

And Thud!

A wall again.

It seems every time I let go off myself..I find a brick , unforgivable wall waiting for me

I am a prisoner .

I might never cross over.

But I am tired of banging against these walls. Tired.

I will build my own now and be a miserable king.