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Click hereI watch you
stagger
when you think
no one is looking,
exhausted from
the burdens you
carry alone.
Silly, stubborn
woman,
being ground down
to dust
under the weight
of the
unnecessary.
I hope your walls
keep you safe,
bring you comfort
in your lonely,
empty garden.
I would plant
roses for you,
a riot of color
to ease the
ache in your heart.
Creeping vines that
will slowly climb
the walls,
teaching you how
to reach for
the sun.
I would, if only
you would let me,
give you the key,
a smile, a kiss...
and wait for you
on the other side.
Someday your walls
will crumble.
When they do you
will finally realize
you have the strength
to let someone
show you
the way home.
Some interesting stuff here. But it might be more interesting if you spent less time telling us about things and more time evoking things. Also perhaps tell us less.