© Our Walls

Your Walls, Your Walls
Those bricks of Frustration, bricks of Decaying Trust
bricks and bricks of fear

I’m Scraping at your Wall with bare fingertips till i’m Bloody Nails

Your Walls
I’ll defile your fucking Walls to destroy them to dig the Truth out of the Space you’re protecting from my love

If ! can’t take your Poison Walls Down, i’ll use the grooves in my fingerprints to traction on your Bricks of lies

Your Bricks of Deceit, Your Bricks built on tears of your past
I’ll traction these Bricks barehanded until i’m over your facade
Until i’m over being Exiled from your sacred Island

If I have to taste the shaving of dust off the rancid Bricks of past relationships

I’ll taste the Pain

It may not make me understand but I would definitely recognize the Purpose of your Fort

WAIT (What Am I Thinking)
WAIT (Where Action Is Truth)

WAIT ..Maybe it’s Me
Maybe I’m not the balance of purpose you desire
Maybe i’m not the understanding or the truth
or
Love you can leave with or grow with
Maybe i’m the Brick of difficulty at the root of your wall
Maybe my character isn’t the type you can see yourself giving all trust to nor berth children with

Maybe I am the Wall
Maybe its my Assumptions and Judging


R-Vin H. {Ink} ©2012