Emotional Barricade

How many times,

Have we faked a smile,

While swimming in depths of sorrow within?

How many times,

Have we assured ourselves and others that we are fine,

Without feeling an iota of strength from within?

How many times,

Have we lied about someone not hurting our feelings,

When all that we have is loathe towards them?

How many times,

Have we listened to somebody’s prattle

All the while knowing we have no use for the same?

Barricading our emotions,

Failing to acknowledge its existence,

Failing to accept its true self,

Failing to be true to oneself,

We push through each day,

Lying, smiling, faking, breaking,


Years roll by,

Without us knowing our real feelings,

Only living by the standards somebody sets,

Regretting each day lived,

Only realising too late the cracks,

That we endure.

136 words.

Acknowledgements :- Written in response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt # 135 – Barricade. The prompt word is barricade and the challenge is to write in exactly 136 words a piece using the prompt word. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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