Descriptive poem of a lifetime of distrust.
|If i could get some help with punctuation on this and just a general opinion about options for last two lines.
My wall of seclusion is half a century thick,
Built without the aid of mortar or brick.
Its purpose defined by unhappiness and grief,
Only a few have glimpsed past its mortal mystique.
I trusted one and gave entry many years ago,
To this refuge of mine the only life I know.
As our time together abruptly did end,
Exposed to the world this wall I must mend. Alternatives
Never feeling secure extra layers were sought, (sought/persued)
For future entry to my fortress can never be bought. (can/will)(persued/approved)