
I often reflect on the self induced prisons some of us place ourselves in.
The ability we give the pain to continue inflicting hurt on us, long after the episode is over.
Do we allow the pain and unhappiness to continue on so we can feel something? Is happiness so hard to attain?
By uncovering the memories that started the downward spiral, can we shake them loose and dispose of them or do we banish them to the deep recesses of our brain.
In crying there is release, screaming and fighting through it....
Reflections
Do the prisons we construct
around our souls
protect us from harm?
Does thick skin
deflect penetration
of happiness as well as despair?
Are the protective walls
we've built solid
imprisoning life until death?
Can I break through
the tiny crack
you my friend have cleared for me?




Comments: 18
Clarity can come through reflection, but more often it is that the pain is finally more than we can deal with.
I've definitely had a touch of the stockholm syndrome so to speak, not seeing that all I needed to do was walk away and unable to visualize how I could possibly live a different life - on my terms.
To experience life we can not build a cage around our emotions, for from the depths of despair we can rise to greater heights of understanding, empathy and forgiveness.
So true - bittersweet and all the real ramification of choices in our lives aside, it changes us forever.