Without any barriers,
everything is visible.
Thats why hearts have
compartments.
walls.
filters.
To keep emotions on the inside.
But each hit at the heart takes down a wall.
One by one they are stripped of their layers…
the days,
months,
years,
of solid concrete built up high.
The memories locked inside,
that were never to be leaked.
The feelings never showed.
Broken.
Fallen.
Everything revealed.
Nothing to conceal.
Soaked in the tears from the dam of your own surreal.
