The Wall

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  • Pain
    • Wesa
    • is staying up too late. Again.

    Poem Commentary

    One day a year after my father died, I unexpectedly burst into tears. This came pouring out in about half an hour while I alternately cried and scribbled it down.

    The Wall

    There is a wall around my heart

    protecting me from pain.

    Though I feel every sorrow,

    I have to face tomorrow,

    take on the world again.

     

    Supporting those around me

    to help them bear their tears

    takes strength, you know,

    so I don’t show

    the pain that hovers near.

     

    My tears are shed in private

    much further down the road.

    I cannot bear

    increasing cares

    for those who’d share my load.

     

    Yet every now and then

    the wall comes tumbling down.

    I never know

    when it will go –

    in tub, in bed, in town.

     

    So when the tears roll down my cheeks,

    don’t worry; I’m okay.

    ’Twas just a year ago, my dear,

    I found that I could say

    the things I’ve always kept inside

    well-hidden from the light

    behind the wall

    I’d built so tall….

     

    I’ll start again tonight.

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    REGINA2 commented on The Wall

    10-22-2010

    I truly love this poem and can relate to it well.
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    Wesa

    10/24/2010

    Thank you. I thought you might understand; as Olan said, there are similarities to your crumbling fortress. :)

    rsalassi commented on The Wall

    10-22-2010

    I really can't add an original idea here since I find I agree with those opinions contained in the comments below. I like your poem.
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    Wesa

    10/24/2010

    Thank you.

    gogant commented on The Wall

    10-21-2010

    Like Olan, I too just was about to go and add that I liked Regina's poem, The walls..................interesting. Yours has a Divine quality about it........it speaks so gently, and strong at the same time. I like it...............................................gogant
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    Wesa

    10/22/2010

    I don't know about divine. And the strength is mostly only on the outside. Thank you for your comment! :)

    Olan01 commented on The Wall

    10-21-2010

    Ah, the last line is the "kicker", well done, my friend. I just read a poem by Regina2 about walls; you two should compare notes. Love, peace and freedom, Olan.
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    Wesa

    10/22/2010

    I have to rebuild my wall - I'm vulnerable without it. Poetry is as close as I get to letting people see how I really feel. Yet for some reason I felt the need to explain that I'm not really emotionless - I'm just repressing as hard as I can, so that I can get through the moment. I'll cry later.

    Olan01

    10/22/2010

    Poetry is a healing balm and it, also, strengthens your fortress.

    Wesa

    10/22/2010

    So true ... and I hope this posts as a reply to you, Olan, and not where it looks like it's going to try to go!

    Teardrops commented on The Wall

    11-30-2009

    I have this wall also lost my husband 7 years ago and i only let it down once an awhile a wonder ful poem thanks for sharing
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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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