February 5th, 2006

When did the walls come back up?
I missed the mason who rebuilt then when my eyes were closed.
Who paid him to cage my chest again?
I miss the tears that fell so freely they dissolved the remainder of the lime foundation
Deep within each brick are pools of tears waiting to burst forth like the blood coursing through my heart
It wants to bathe your skin in it’s warmth
I hide within, behind this wall of crated tears
I need your hands to be the hammer, your fingers to break open each brick and pour the tears back into my eyes
So I can feel again