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Faceless Jan 2014
I drag around
         an anchor everyday
               sometimes the chain loosen
                                  but some days the weight
                                                          ­     feels as though I can't go on
                                                                ­                and my ocean of thoughts
                                                                ­                                          will drown me
                                                                ­                                                              one­  
                                                              ­                                                                 ­     day
Faceless Nov 2013
A few years ago
I built a wall
The bricks and cement piled up high
And I was unreachable behind the wall
Everything I was, I thought and felt
Securely hidden
Behind the wall

The gentle rain
washed against the wall
Every comment every stare
Unknowingly doing silent damage
The structure becoming weaker after every shower
The defense I depended on
May not be there for long

And as the time goes by
The solid structure now crumbles
And the hail batters and erodes
Dents turn to chips turn to cracks
Turn to holes
And everything I feel
Can no longer be protected
Or simply hidden away
The defense has almost gone
And I am protected no more

— The End —