Walls

*for Rosy*

People build walls around themselves,
Some do it to keep people out,
Some do it to keep people in,
Worried that if they let them out,
They will never return.
And sometimes people build walls around themselves to see who cares enough to break through and free them.
You can’t always tell from a distance,
What type of wall it is.
Sometimes it’s too late, and you get stuck inside.
Sometimes it’s too late, and the wall is so thick you will never get in.
When you see a wall, you can turn back,
But you will live to regret it.
You can climb over it,
But the wall will always be there.
The only choice you have, if you really care,
Is to break through it.
It may take a long time,
It may take a life time,
But if you care, it’ll be worth it.
But you must always follow your heart.
All I know is that there will always be friends outside the wall with you.
Whether the friends wield sledgehammers or spoons doesn’t matter.
What matters is that they’re there.
Some may wander or fade,
But some will always be there,
To hand you a rope or help you dig.
Sometimes, it may seem you are alone,
But if you call, those true to you will come to your aid,
And you will see they were just lurking out of sight.
When you crumble, the person inside the walls may not be able to reach you.
But I will always be there to pick up the pieces,
Tend to the shattered mind.
I will help you start again,
If you want to.

All I need to know in return,
Is that you will always be there for me,
To stop me building walls around myself,
Before my walls get too deep.

And please promise me you won’t get trapped
Inside the wall,
Unable to get through to him,
Or come back to us.