The Brick Wall
In front of my heart,
stands a tall brick wall.
It is a true work of art,
that protects me from
taking another fall.
I do not feel anymore,
no way for me to get hurt.
The wall contains no door,
No need for anyone to even flirt.
The wall has yet to come down,
for in my sorrows I may drown.
The damage has been done,
my heart must weigh a ton.
One day the brick wall may fall,
once and for all.
But for now it remains standing tall,
waiting for that true love's beckon call.
In front of my heart,
stands a tall brick wall.
It is a true work of art,
that protects me from
taking another fall.
I do not feel anymore,
no way for me to get hurt.
The wall contains no door,
No need for anyone to even flirt.
The wall has yet to come down,
for in my sorrows I may drown.
The damage has been done,
my heart must weigh a ton.
One day the brick wall may fall,
once and for all.
But for now it remains standing tall,
waiting for that true love's beckon call.
-Dedicated to a friend who tried.
