She built a wall, a fortress so high
That keeps her a prisoner of her own mind
So on days she couldn't glimpse the sun
Please don't tell her just to get out and get about
Because darling, i assure you
She doesn't know how to escape
This lonely castle she built
Out of her own tears, cuts, and howl of anguish
Where hidden doors are called happiness
And keys are called Prozac
Or sometimes the usual
"It's just in your mind"
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Short Story❝silence is the most powerful scream❞ [i hope this story brings you as much comfort as it did for me]
