Gilded Tickets

                    Someone was once invited into the chaos and is now scarred for life. They sadly built up impenetrable walls, which limited their feelings to atrophying — never reaching. Whereas mine, would hit the walls with the sound of Thunder, the tears of rain and winds of silenced despair. Unbreakable walls, one.s could only pass had they been invited by the gatekeeper, with special gilded tickets — I once had. Those who do, enter for a walk and a refreshing swim, while I’m allowed out, around the premises, hearing the giggles, the moans and blowing kisses, never meant for me.