Our Walls

I'd qoute lyrics, but my own sensitivity to critcism prevents me.
 
Nice to see you again Lav. I'd like to think that the older people get, the less walls they have. This comes from the fact that as you age, you generally need other people's help more often. When you are young you want to do everything yourself, but later in life we learn to ask for help when we really need it. Sometimes one of the best signs of maturity is the ability to ask for assistance..."A friend in need is a friend indeed" and all that!
 
Aw, fuck it.

Dad has flown cross the ocean,
leaving just a memory,
a snapshot in the family album,
daddy what else did you leave for me?
Daddy What did you Leave Behind for Me!?

All in all, it was just another brick in the wall.
All in all it was just a brick in the wall.
 
lavender said:
Walls are tiresome and tedious. I wish there were some guaranteed solution.

There is. Instead of building walls to protect yourself you need to rebuild yourself. Its even harder to do then building walls; to learn how to be your own psychologist, figure out how to end destructive behaviors and beliefs, pull yourself out of that rut and live again...

It is permanent once its complete, the problem lies in the fact that there are *so* many parts of ourselves that hurt and ache that it's hard to know where to begin... which is why we end up building walls instead.
 
We all build our walls. Those of us who have been hurt more than others build theirs a little taller, and a bit thicker...

The first time someone comes along who is able to plant the seed which leads to the creepers almost always gets by our defenses.
The creepers grow, find the cracks, and decimate what until then we thought of as something unbreachable.

Then, once the walls have been breached, our women have been raped, and our goods looted we learn our lesson. We vow to never again allow another to penetrate.
So we build them up till they seem so high that no person may scale them, and no engine decimate them.

But then, right when you feel safe behind your granite walls and iron bars, it happens again.
:rolleyes:
Shit happens….
*shrug*
 
only walls I am interested in are

:p
 
lavender said:
We build up walls. We build walls around ourselves to protect our emotions, our feelings, our vulnerabilities. We built up walls that keep us from trusting others. We build up walls that stop us from genuinely caring about someone. We build up walls that prevent us from loving from feeling, from wanting something so much outside of ourselves. These walls are thick and tall. These walls insulate our fears and protect us from harm that is difficult to deal with.

There are times in your life when someone comes and either slowly removes away the bricks, or because of who they are just bomb the wall that protects your heart and your being. The wall is gone, or at least is now penetrable for them.

The only problem, much like a castle that has been stormed because the wall was not strong enough, the aftermath is the rebuilding of a taller, stronger, thicker wall.

Sometimes I wonder how thick are walls become by the time we die. Or at some point, do we become stronger, and naturally less vulnerable. Does our cynicism and jaded nature mean that we no longer need a wall because little can truly hurt us after the shit we have dealt with for so long.

Walls are tiresome and tedious. I wish there were some guaranteed solution.


The big question is when do we start pulling down the walls. Do we install gates to let others in on a trial basis? Sometimes the walls never come down, the gates are never installed and we end up bitter and lonely...

I too wish there was some guaranteed solution. Welcome back Lavvy... good to see you.:)
 
Re: Re: Our Walls

kiwiwolf said:



The big question is when do we start pulling down the walls. <snip>

Never.
The walls will come down on their own, when the time is right.
 
you build them up and tear them down, thers no reason to follow you, you left the song without a sound, you left the story unmade for you
 
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