Walls

Walls

 

You tore down my wall I built so high

 

A monument to all my sins and failures

 

And built a new one in its place

 

The craftsmanship unparalleled  

 

But foundations built on sand

 

 

Where were you when it came crashing down?

 

At the base with a sledgehammer

 

The damage done the shaking starts

 

And you ran away as the foundations crumbled

 

 

Now I sit and wonder how

 

such a wall was even erected

 

It was the way you looked at me

 

with those beautiful green eyes

 

that sometimes had a hint of blue

 

Exactly like mine

 

Inviting me to stay forever

 

 

It was the way you made me feel so wanted

 

Telling me that I’m special

 

Saying how you were so lucky

 

As I retort that I was the lucky one

 

It was the way you kissed me

 

Pressed firm against my face

 

Holding nothing back

 

As you almost crush my ribs with your embrace

 

 

But in the end my fears were realized

 

All your kindness was a lie

 

You tricked yourself to fall for me

 

And led me like a horse to water

 

I drank every last drop

 

 

We both had doubts but I was steeled

 

Committed to the bitter end

 

A promise I made to you that night

 

As you wept your tears into my chest

 

 

You asked for shelter in my city

 

After you broke our brand new wall

 

I argued with the guards that saw you

 

They said you could never come back

 

After your heinous crimes

 

They said there is no room for traitors in my city

 

 

So now I sit

 

And watch a new wall being built

 

Twice as strong

 

Twice the supports

 

Built by famous brilliant architects

 

To keep out temptresses like you

 

 

And now you walk the desert

 

Banished from my sanctuary

 

Looking for a new place to call home

 

For someone new to fool

 

I hope you find another one day

 

 

Although I like the thought of you alone

 

Running out of water in the desert of your life

 

Begging for shelter at the gates of my new wall

 

But that’s not you

 

 

Your pride is not one to be swallowed

 

You may find another home

 

But none as beautiful as mine

 

 

You were the princess of my city

 

One that I’ll miss forever

Author's Note

More of a rant than a poem really. Recollections of H. Surprised I haven't written more about her, as writing is a great outlet. Moral of the story: don't let anyone tear down your walls completely. Just let them in the gate.