I'Ve Built a Wall
I’ve built a wall.
Brick by brick… each made of hypocrisy, day to day living, colors of black and white….
I’ve built a wall.
I’ve built it in myself.
Stone by stone…
Each made of some menial task…
Each containing some meaningless moment…
yes, I’ve built this wall.
I’ve built it so high- that even I can not get over it.
Each brick and each stone, brings me closer to the opposite of resolution.
Damned myself. I’ve built a wall.
Chore by chore… minute to minute… each realistic
moment… building the wall higher and higher…
larger and larger…
- So that even I, can not see the sky any longer.
yes, I’ve built this wall.
Each stone of stone, mocks me deeper into despair.
Each brick, too smooth for footing – keeps me down.
I can not imagine, that I’ve built it alone.
But, I have.
Eventually, I will erupt within myself – a demolition of sorts …
maybe bring this wall down.
Down low enough, so that I may crawl over it to reach another side.
damn.
I’ve built a wall.
Copyright © Sara Walton | Year Posted 2008
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