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Bricks To Build With

The Lights Reflects my Best Intentions
But Even I Don't Know What's Best Anymore

I Once Tried My Hand at Construction
Constructing a Place Where I Belong
Where I Can Fit
But Even I Can't Lift These Bricks Anymore

I Scream at my Default Setting
LIVE, LAUGH, CRY, SMILE
.......nothing..........

I Try Not To Always Write So Darkly
But Soon Everyday at Half Five I'll Be Surrounded By It

I Walk Through History in a City That Knows Too Much
"You've Taken Something from Me, You've Taken My Light"

Can I Run Again?
Because I Feel Like I've been Running My Whole Damned Life 

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  1. Date: 11/9/2010 1:34:00 AM

    It seems to me like this poem displays your architecture of loneliness, half five being the diminishing aspect of social interaction when you come home from tech and your by yourself (or in the dark) Don't let belfast take too much of your light, it's not that dark in reality, just in yer head =]

  1. Date: 11/1/2010 9:24:00 AM

    Very creative and interesting expressions on bricks to Build with, Emma