The wall.
I've been described as many things in my life. I'd like to focus on one in particular right now, and it's derivatives--cold, heartless, bitch.
See it's true, I am a cold heartless bitch... on the outside I suppose. I readily understand why I am depicted as such... because I have a wall around me and my heart. An inpenetrable fortress superior to the wall of Troy, mainly because it is all encompassing, all protecting. It envelopes my heart and is ruled by my pain. It has a door, but that door decreases in size as the wall gets thicker and thicker, stronger and stronger. I am cold and a bitch, but i'm not heartless... just heartbroken. Behind the walls, my heart mends itself, and when it mends itself fully, it will open that door, and allow another weary traveler in. That time is not now... the heart is still fragile, it's wounds barely mended.
An old traveler knocked on that tiny door the other day. I peered through the tiny peephole, and queried the traveler, and heard of travels since the last visit. But after a short while, I sent him on his way, as i went back to work mending the cracks from his last visit...hoping for a different traveler to wander past.
.sarah.
See it's true, I am a cold heartless bitch... on the outside I suppose. I readily understand why I am depicted as such... because I have a wall around me and my heart. An inpenetrable fortress superior to the wall of Troy, mainly because it is all encompassing, all protecting. It envelopes my heart and is ruled by my pain. It has a door, but that door decreases in size as the wall gets thicker and thicker, stronger and stronger. I am cold and a bitch, but i'm not heartless... just heartbroken. Behind the walls, my heart mends itself, and when it mends itself fully, it will open that door, and allow another weary traveler in. That time is not now... the heart is still fragile, it's wounds barely mended.
An old traveler knocked on that tiny door the other day. I peered through the tiny peephole, and queried the traveler, and heard of travels since the last visit. But after a short while, I sent him on his way, as i went back to work mending the cracks from his last visit...hoping for a different traveler to wander past.
.sarah.