The Wall.

The brick wall towers between us; crossing seems out of the question.
I know no way of touching your heart
Hollow I sit wondering why you built it,
was it to keep me out?


I used to make you laugh and hold your hand;
talk late into the night, our love knowing no bounds.

As the moon rose so did our voices;
now I hear nothing but my own thoughts grinding away.

My brain holds no answers yet I still search the day away hoping to find what I did wrong...

I don’t know myself anymore;
I feel like a stranger, finding his way in an unknown body.

Events of my past that should define me-
hold no more power over me; grief strikes more than just the soul.

When thinking becomes a chore,
chores become monotony;
days will melt into months,
just as your love melted away.

I feel those bricks will never come down no matter how hard I try.

I wonder if I ever truly loved you or if I just loved the thought of you.

Just as your wall shuts me out I will build my own wall.

I wonder if anyone will find my heart?

Author's Note

This was written by Ben Lingemann.
Please do not plagiarize, All Rights Reserved.

Reviews

[Treo LeGigeo]

Aww, so sad. But very well done.

[Pebbles]

brilliant write Ben .. but its sad that we hide our hearts behind walls so tall..