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?

Devious as a spider you’re always curious of the outsider.
In your own little world you’re not quite unfurled.
Inside your myriad of minds, it’s you I adore always wanting more.
What is underneath these skins you wear, what happens if I brush back your hair?
Should I take a chance, should I make an advance?
Secreted away in me is something you'll never see.
It is the little things that give me wings, sweet touching and desperate clutching.
But I'll lock it away, it’s there to stay.
You'll have to pay a heavy price if you want the key, if you want me to be free.
So for now I'll stay a silhouette, hopefully of something you won't forget.
It’s a string of vignettes; I don't want to be one of your regrets.

Thick branches sway in the wind
as my vision seems to swim and starts to dim.

The feeling started out small,
like an apex before the fall.

Such a loss leaves a bitter taste
to see a life go to such waste.

I will sacrifice but for you
nothing will ever suffice.

I am not the source of all this remorse,
sinking to my knees under thick trees.

Peace will overtake me as I watch you walk away,
above us limbs sway.

Serenity is not hard to obtain
and from you it is not hard to abstain.

A tree fallen is not a loss to the forest so do not mourn,
in the rotten and decomposed new life is born.