Poetry: The Wall
Saturday, October 4, 2008 by Lindsey
Currently Listening
Are You Beautiful (On The Inside)
Chris Pierce
The Wall
by Lindsey Bledsoe
I live in many various worlds.
I bounce between them all.
And as I grow, new worlds appear,
and old doors turn to halls.
The halls extend for miles around,
too far for me to walk.
But once, I made it to the end.
And there, alone, I stopped.
by Lindsey Bledsoe
I live in many various worlds.
I bounce between them all.
And as I grow, new worlds appear,
and old doors turn to halls.
The halls extend for miles around,
too far for me to walk.
But once, I made it to the end.
And there, alone, I stopped.
-Lindsey
