Walls 3

Tearing down some brick walls. Hoping to knock some demons down. Letting some of those walls fall aside. Don't walk away from me now. Just when we're breaking these walls down. You and our dreams together. We can face these walls of mine. Unless you got something else to say. About this love of mine? It takes a lot to know all these secrets and lies. Tearing some of these brick walls down tonight. I could never do this without you. Cigarettes and broken hearts drift out of sight. Come on, lay your heart on mine. This is real life for you and me. Sometimes we hurt, and sometimes we cry. 2/ 11/ 2015

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/2/2015 9:47:00 PM

You have a very distinctive style, Debbie . Very nice emotive poem!

Robert Johnson

Date: 8/20/2015 6:20:00 PM

One should really wear a heart hat when tearing down those bricks. For when exposed, the space revealed you sometimes cannot fix. Peace. :)

Paul Callus

Date: 7/28/2015 8:35:00 AM

Sharing the good and not so good is what is expected from working together. Some walls are hard to break down, but love and understanding make for a formidable tool! Being positive is a very good step forward. All the best, Debbie. // paul

Duke Beaufort

Date: 7/24/2015 6:08:00 AM

Goodness--walls! They are there, aren't they? I love this poem. This is the essence of peace. Honesty and working together. They are so important and so displaced to the back seat. You could be a great world leader, but even if that never happens; a bright shining space of good is emanating from your location. I think I saw something bright from a satellite picture of your location on the NASA website. Something with no explanation. The scientists are confounded by it.