Part 6:The Truth

Your gaze so unwavering

can not see true meaning

I do regret things said

things done

things that all pushed you away.



You can not see the way I do

a two part game

lost by us both

I hurt us both

you and me as well

but you hurt me too

you know that's true.



I want to wipe this sand away

to see and hear

to listen, gain revenge on all my fears

to break these walls I built myself

but my courage is dim

my grave inviting

your hatred agony to my bitter heart.



If it must be me

to break the silence

I will

though your hesitation to listen

makes me question why i try.

But you ask why

as these first bricks crumble

and fill my hole,

as time turns back

there's only us.

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James Roberts's picture

Sometimes it's hard when walls come down, but sometimes it's better that they do. Another very good one Nikki. I enjoyed it.

running_with_rabbits's picture

sometimes i miss my walls but then again i was so dead with them :)

i love the whole sand bit , its grreat

and i alos love how you said these first bricks, like the wall is gonna coome down but not over night, thats the best way to do things, brick by brick

ash


Much Love

Ashley