Walls
No walls no walls
Only doors and Windows,
They say.
But how can there be no walls
When I can’t be with you?
Your doors are locked,
They say.
My doors are unlocked,
I scream.
You haven’t thought of trying the handle.
We can’t hear you,
They whisper.
Try opening a window.
Can’t you see that my windows
Are open?
I cry.
Can’t you see,
Can’t you see my soul inside?
And yet they still say,
No walls no walls
Only doors and windows.
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