Building Walls
Alas, my heart is filled with loneliness,
and raindrops from my soul now fill my eyes;
my woeful spirit broke and penniless
as all my being wails it’s mournful sighs.
She came into my life and brought me hope,
a promise of tomorrows yet to be;
but her aloofness left my soul to grope
while toying with my heart strings just for glee.
But I will not again be made a fool
by such sweet stranger entering my world,
and thinking she can take my heart to school;
no love within my life need be unfurled.
For I will build great walls around my heart;
no more will life’s false hope it’s pain impart.
March 21, 2019
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2019
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