The sunset..

As the sun hides behind the clouds,
escaping the moments of sunset
We in our lives build walls around,
evading the moments that get us upset

We live in the moment,
and yet think of the hurt to come
We cease our feelings,
and think it shall protect our nub

Protected or not,
we do get hurt
The feelings that make us vulnerable,
do show up in the course

So now I wonder sitting in my window,
what purpose does those walls serve
They hide your true self,
and shatter the moment someone gets close

But bypassing the walls now sounds so very strange,
an idea that could lead to many more heartbreaks
In todays world its always a puzzle,
And it makes me question our moments with no hustle!