The Wall

Moving forward,

Going strong,
Changing for the better.

Stepping out side the wall
And letting my guard down.

Slowly but surely

Letting the emotions come.

Hurt, sadness, brokeness.

I thought it was going well,

But for some reason it's stopped.

There's something in front of me.

I can't see it,

But I know it's there.

Can I go around it,

Over it,

Break through it?

Yes, but I don't know how.

The emotion has stopped.

I feel like a rock,

Hard and emotionless.

Stuck in front of,

This wall.