Walls

These walls are closing.

I'm being fed knowledge that I shouldn't eat, in a world where I shouldn't be.

There's too many impositions within these walls, I was waiting for destiny to make its call.

Instead i found myself here.

Here in the abyss.

Here without the fiery pits.

Here in the bottom of the ditch.

Here where the rich man spits.

Maybe this is how destiny is formed.

The common man falls to rise, just to fall again.

So in other words how can the common man win?

These walls are closing.

You need wisdom to understand or maybe you need understanding to obtain wisdom.

But do you need knowledge for both?

If so then how do you dispute from fact and fiction. There's too many impositions within these walls.

Nobody was there for my fall.

I heard these voices one day that told me to struggle to overcome negative energy.

But the one thing about positive and negative energy one could never tell the difference.

What's good for you may not be good for me. Vice Versa.

We are not one in the same, but we are the same difference.

I'm confined in my mind, stuck in a flowing sea of thoughts.

My words are a raging perfect storm of pounding on its victims in a wash.

These walls are closing.

I'm an emotional wreck.

Is it normal for a person with my age, race, stature, and ethnicity to admit. No Of course not.

Many would say its soft to think that way.

Maybe they're closed minded.

Maybe their minds are closing as well.

I do not intend to speak down on anyone.

I'm just saying how I feel. That's my problem. I think too much of myself. I've been considered selfish.

I guess I've been considered many things that I shouldn't care about. Though I care because words are like knives that pierce the soul. Cutting away parts of you that once made you whole.

On the surface you're tough, but you spirit folds.

No matter how young you are, you'll always feel old.

These walls are closing.

D.L Wiggins