Layed down, brick, by brick, by brick.
Walls put up stone, after stone.
The unwelcome thoughts stay away.
The thoughts return, they crowd my mind.
The weak barricade falls.
Tears stream down my flushed cheeks.
Life goes on, but it’s not the same.
My friends all taken away.
For the first time the door has been locked
My vision is blurred,
Black splotches dot the pillow.
The walls go up stone, by stone.
Brick, by brick.
Stuck in a repetitive sequence.