Churn

Those ever opposing walls
Which constrict when we breathe
Constrain our moves
Hedge up the way
Echoing stones  
When its time to go
When all things oppose
Uniting in, "No!"
The silence of friends
Indifference of foes
As you struggle in woe
Torn, all alone
Betwixt and between
As if rooted in stone
Still
Come hours or days  
Choices
Promises made
Life, lies,
Compromise
Nails somehow
As you wither and die
All your allowed
Is the will to oppose