I built so many walls,
They stand so tall they bump the stars.
They keep me safe,
Make sure I don't hurt anyone with this awful terrible thing inside.
Not even I know what this Beast is.
But the walls contain it.
Contain my heart.
But I give him a ladder.
Always.
Him.
An angel who's feet never really touched the Earth.
Something made of mist and wishes.
I gave him a ladder anyway.
I let him know more,
See more,
Do more.
He made me believe things.
I felt truly beautiful and important for the first time.
How do you fill a hole like that?
Maybe you don't.
I certainly can't.
Everyone is going,
All going East.
Why can't I go?!
Sigh.
Patience...with eye-rolling.
A dusty ladder sits in the corner,
Waiting.
Like me.
