Trying so hard to climb the walls that have been built ,

Only to fall down before ever even have tried.

Just looking for a chink in the armor,

But it is greeted with a smooth and flawless canvas

That is until the road is traveled down upon that its noticed . . .

A ripple in the wall, that only the faintest of reflections would show.

Hidden so deep no one would find it, yet someone did.

And that caused a great worry.

That someone could finally expose the true depths of a soul,

Leaving it more raw, vulnerable and damaged then it already was.