Pottering thoughts


A step forward
And two behind
The words inside my head
Were never so kind

Doubts and fears are
Self-preservation I guess
The cacophony in my head
Is sometimes a mess

The walls in my head
And a gilded heart
Keeps hurt away
Precious protection imparts

I peep through the walls
To see the world outside
Sometimes it gets lonely
In a world where only, I reside

Introspection on days
Gives courage and sight
And like Dumbledore said
Happiness can be found when you turn on the light


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