but only few people
can see beyond the mask
and beyond the mask
is another one
and then another
and beyond that last mask
there is a wall
and I'm the builder
the architect of this colossus
My wall
old friend
is made from broken reefs
solid iron and steel
heartbreak, heartache
lunar dust and tears
in concrete
it is a wall
my wall
Perpetual scars that identify me
in the life of old romances
no chains or locks
no windows
no point of entry
no emergency exit
just a wall
my wall
Guarded by four sentinels
sarcasm and treason
manipulation and untruth
and a sense of humor as thick as a brick
Yes, this is a big wall
my greatest achievement
and yet you walked right through...
1 comment:
Beautifully written...
These walls you have built surrounding yourself I have seen slightly crumble or chip over the past year. You are such a strong person and have continued to not let anything or anyone get anywhere near entering into the real you. Thank you for allowing me to be the one to finally break through your barrier and wall. You have opened up a side to you that I never knew existed. You kept that tucked away and locked up for good reason, I cant fault you for that. It has been an amazing journey and only a few more weeks...your journey will finally lead you here...with me!
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