My only way of escape, they said if I keep building walls around myself, none will know the real me. Castle, a castle I've built, made from stone walls with my own two hands, as happy as a king could ever be, I held stance on my throne, on a mountain, where my mother told me to build my fortress, I sleep in constant darkness, I shallowed myself from the world, out of my whole construction, I've forgotten to made a door, now forever I'll stay on my throne, none will ever enter my chateau.
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Love Beyond Trees
PoetryThis is a poetry that touches and reaches the depths of our emotions that we dare not to tamper with. It's a set of poems I put together for you readers to enjoy and feel the shoes I cannot wear.
