I know that...
Deep inside those eyes so hollow,
lies a poor soul deep in sorrow.
Hiding from that feared tomorrow,
hoping for some time to borrow.
I know you...
Built these walls for selfless reasons,
and hid your heart in fear of treason.
You built your walls, you built a prison;
you built a shield against the seasons.
I know they...
Broke your heart and brought you down,
and for your soul they sent the hounds.
For years and years they stlaked around,
feeding to your endless frown.
I know I...
Gained your trust and passed your walls,
I found my way through endless halls.
I heard your whispers and your calls,
I saw the light grow ever small.
I know that...
there can be a bright tomorrow;
with no more pain, no more sorrow.
I know you...
can free yourself from this prison,
and find in life many reasons.
I know they...
will never again make your frown,
as long as I stand around.
I know I...
can help bring down those hollow walls,
and guide you through those endless halls.
And I know we...
can find a way to move together,
till the end and till forever.
This poem is based on two character I've made. The poem is supposed to be writer from my character Alex D. Clark to my other character Jonathan Wesley. Jonathan has gone through a lot in his life which has made him put this cold exterior, but in the inside he is just lost and alone. And no one was able to pass his walls until Alex showed up. Jonathan is struggling, and Alex just wants to be there for him.