Walls made from materials as various as personalities.
Walls made of loneliness.
Made of fear.
Made of sadness and despair.
Walls made of lost hopes.
Of distrust.
Of insecurity.
Keeping everyone out.
Yet unknowingly
Locking themselves in.
A heart crying out for love
For compassion
And understanding.
Not realizing that it is all there
Before them
Stretching out
With key in hand
Willing to take a chance
And unlock the door
Within the wall.
1 comment:
Interference on the play
My initial response after not even finishing the article was to forward it on to my husband. I thought it was worthy of publication in the commercial world. Heart touching but not gooshy. It's where every great, and some not so great ledgends eventually find temselves. Just wishing to live a normal life, but always happy to talk the international language of sports. Would men get it? I'll pass it on and let you know.
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