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Breaking the Wall


These thoughts are strangers to my head, These thoughts behind the wall Where once stood nothing. Now is hope But fear, it still abounds. Why did I lock myself Far from the world of man? Where no one could touch me, There I was a rock: Impenetrable and safe. But security is not living If one shields oneself from pain. If no one sees the me inside, If emotions I hide, What have I to gain? Without risk, reward cannot be won. And so, I knock down the comfort of the wall Brick by brick, hour by hour, The labor is hard But the endgame is in sight. Like a newborn baby bird About to leave its nest, I spread my wings, I take the leap, I pray you won't let me fall.
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