The Wall

The invisible wall

We travel together , but apart

Your distance from me is braking my heart.

Our seats are side by side

Yet as you sit down you build  a wall  behind which  you  hide.

We move along together but in our separate ways

In silence we start and end our days .

I set the table with cloth and crockery

Put down the food which we eat ,nothing to say? It is all a mockery.

We are busy  avoiding the truth, all the time.

You with your work and I with mine .

When did this all happen  were did our love go.

Now there is a huge void between us it is physical I cannot get through it 0r round it, I have tried, you must know.

We disembark together collect our luggage and the car

Then continue the journey , I read as you drive far.

I reach out to touch you I see that flinch

Am I that awful that simple contact  makes you wince ?

We look at the scenery and discuss the flight

We talk but we do not communicate, there is no reaching each other, now that is not right.

We book in jointly and walk up the stairs

I draw in the scenery. You pour us a drink we chink glasses, cheers!

I need you to see me, I need to see you.

We must work together, you know that is true.

Brick by brick the wall has to go

But I need your help .You already know.

We walk through the field inches apart

Yet miles of ice caverns separate our hearts.

Sitting on the pier surrounded by sea

I can’t scale the emptiness can you come to me?

sunset

We enjoy the sun set and say how gold are it’s last rays ,

We are good at that, joining to give away praise.

I look at you and you avert your eyes

I know you are not with me but with her, another part of me dies.

We need to be honest and work this all out

We still have a chance to turn this about.

Our paths may be different and take us apart

But we need to discover what is left in our hearts.

It may mean we no longer present this united front.

Let take up sledge hammers and smash this wall , lets be blunt.

We are not living in this relationship its true ,

And it is not enough for either of us to continue as we do.

We need to be honest we need to talk ,

It scares the hell out of me and I know you’d rather just walk.

We could face the facts and work out what to do

I have said my piece now it is up to you!

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A poem  I  wrote   in 2011

12 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. russtowne
    Jun 02, 2015 @ 18:59:06

    I especially like:

    We walk through the field inches apart

    Yet miles of ice caverns separate our hearts.

    Reply

  2. Let's CUT the Crap!
    Jun 03, 2015 @ 00:05:42

    This is so close to home, but over 30 years back and every word is true. You’ve captured the essence of of the wall of silence. ❤ ❤

    Reply

  3. Paul
    Jun 03, 2015 @ 00:29:32

    very well done Willow.

    Reply

  4. Deborah
    Jun 03, 2015 @ 08:19:38

    Striking images of the emptiness that fills hearts that have drifted apart. Very powerful emotions expressed in such a sadly eloquent way. ❤

    Reply

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