Building up the wall

I stood alert, secure and warm
Inside the 'newcomer' wall that I'd form'd
But with each kind word that she spoke
And all his smiles broke
The ice that lay frozen since ages
The threshold that opened only in my pages;
I laid down one by one the bricks from my wall
And one after another did the insecurities crawl,
Some plotted, smuggled and left
Bereft of words and courage, I couldn't voice the theft;
I saw them holding hands, and turning their backs
The damage is done and my body is holding up its cracks
A tear here, a bruise there
A broken bone, a broken heart, yet a murmur of a prayer.

Men and women with their masks on
But they forget their gloves and leave fingerprints all around
And some reckless words of 'trust' and something to do with appearances and faces.
I pick them up, my runover bricks of experience
And now resilience.
The wall is built high for a goodbye
They stay out and I'll be in with my own affair
Building up the wall, their words as I recall
And it scares me recalling
Of how close I came to falling.

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