Between you and me
Stands a wall you can't see;
Strong and tall I built
A barricade of pain and guilt
Because I can't bear to be free.
My heart was sick
So brick by brick,
I blocked out
Every scream and every shout
And from the stillness comes this limerick.
In the presence of the wall you bask,
"But why brick", you might ask?
Because brick is cold,
And unfeeling, yet bold;
And becoming like such is my task.
How I wish I could trust!
How I wish I could just
Turn this wall into rubble--
But to avoid all the trouble,
The wall must remain-- it MUST.
YOU ARE READING
Miscellaneous Murmurs
RandomI tend to be one of those that has late night epiphanies that I must write down before they disappear. This book is simply a place to put those little ideas/thoughts/philosophies. Enjoy if you please, and do leave feedback, should you be inclined to...
