Concrete Walls
CONCRETE WALLS
The darkness crashes down all around,
Like concrete walls that keep you bound.
I've heard we're a nation of pill poppers these days,
And that psychotherapy is all the rage.
I wonder if those who say such things
Know what it's like when your heart no longer sings.
And the darkness crashes down all around,
Like concrete walls that keep you bound.
You hear a moaning, groaning sound
That seems to to be coming from underground,
But then you realize with a start
That sound is coming from within your own heart.
And you long for a pill, a shrink, a drink,
Something to keep you from going over the brink.
A prayer to God to hear your cry,
To give you wings and let you fly.
At times you see a ray of light,
And wonder could this be the end of the night?
So you crawl across the prison floor
Where you saw the light just a moment before.
But darkness crashes down all around
Like concrete walls that keep you bound.
Wounded Healer
Submitted 8/23/09
Written 8/31/08
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