fort

slowly have the walls confined
what i felt so deep inside
others may not have seen
the process of the building

the fort in which has surrounded me
has not allowed me to be free
as distance has always been kept
as uncomfortable since i have slept

the fortifications that have risen up
like the walls of a coffee cup
to hold its contents safely within
very little chance of caving in

as desperation has crept in
to allow a revolution to begin
as these walls have surely taken a toll
the battle begins for my soul

earth, water, wind, and fire
freedom is what these elements desire
as this fort that leaves a barrier ahead
must be conquered and put to bed

as the demons of past have disappeared
as the fort was built because of fear
yet you helped me overcome
the key to the door to my freedom

jason, 2/21/11, 4:12pm