Wall of Sand
She spoke with slurred words. It made me sick to my stomach. She tripped over her syllables and dragged her way through her sentences. Every letter fought back against her. She struggled to keep her balance as she walked towards me. I backed away and covered my ears. I hid myself away. I put my emotions in a bag and tied it up. I put them under lock and key and buried them like treasure. Then, I buried myself. Buried myself in sand that choked me. Sand that caused me to cough and gasp for air. I built a wall with that sand. Packed it together and built it up high. Higher than anyone could get past. Some scrape away at the sand and fight their way through and still I build it back up again. Though I’m choking, I build it back up.
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