Our bodies are like secret gardens,
with the walls built ever so high.
Stacked stone by stone, hiding our emotions away from the world.
We all have walls.
To keep the sadness at bay and to throw the overwhelming thoughts,
away from our minds.
That's just what humans tend to do.
Our walls protect and our walls limit.
They store away the gloom and the hurt,
all into an unlit box made dull. dark. dusky.
Until we choose to build bridges between our hearts,
we will all continue to take our own little steps,
alone and isolated.