The Wall
I cannot follow
where these lost parts of me go––
these thoughts, wishes,
aspirations
that I surrender to the wall.
It is not by choice, you know,
that I sit here facing what
has been leached out of my life.
I go on living what life I can,
knowing that in time
all of me will finally
flow into the wall.
So much of what has kept me engaged in life
has already gone into that gray world
where I cannot yet follow.
I’ve lost so much ambition to it—
and hope and curiosity.
Now I sit here, facing it,
acknowledging my failure
as well as the wall’s exclusivity.
Only my shadow
cast against it
reminds me that
somewhere behind me
there is a sun.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
For some reason, when I tried to reply to the wonderful comments that were made on this poem, all of them were erased! I cannot understand how this happened as they were all such insightful comments wherein you “got” the message of the poem perfectly. I have been having so many problems with WordPress lately, but this is the worst glitch so far. If you see this and can repeat your comments, I would appreciate it as they all shed such light on the poem!!!
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Kim, Judy, Newepic and all others whose comments got erased..So sorry. I cannot figure out how to restore them. This has never happened before and don’t know why it happened now.
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