layer by stony layer
she fashioned alone
a fortress like no other
year by lonely year
she retreats from pain until
joy can not find her
day by numbing day
sanctuary becoming
solitary hell
crack by gleaming crack
she wakes to find hope creeping
crawling across walls
weakened by her growing will
to reveal her truth
layer by stony layer
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April 17, 2012 at 4:44 pm
Jim
Really nice OSI poem. We build our shells sometimes to our detriment. I like your picture as it matches the words so nicley.
Did you notice the window in the wall. Had she built it then at least she would have left a small peep hole for the real one to explore now and then. [I also noticed she was in ankle chains. Poor soul.]
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April 19, 2012 at 5:22 am
Harshad
Sad. Yet there is a ray of light from that hole in the wall.