[April 16, 2024]

 

[building this wall] 

wall of protection, wall of truth. you put her down because of the lack of the want for trust and truth. 

you don't know what it is behind the fucking  wall - knowing last time you broke it down they made you rebuild her--stronger harder to break. the world of burning trees as the wall protects you from getting burned. using a sledgehammer you see her crumble…to nothing within the earth you made. 

standing there engulfed. indulged and indulged in ashes of a house that is burning— surrounding you in a pit of despair. the crumbles of what you did and what you felt is gone — 

you thought wrong - again. the less he made of me-

kneeling in my own ashes as the rolls of despair and regret floods the ashes that become nothing- the ocean of ashes is now just ocean —  water. everything you did was gone, everything that was worked on has been fucking gone  -- and has left for better reasons. 

the sticking of the liquid that is your own guilt and regrets. the room of ashes flooding as the night goes and comes. your in a box of mirrors but you cannot look at yourself — at the disappointment you only see from the regrets of breaking the wall down for - 

 

you did this on your own fucking self — you tore it down like this fucking paper that could get taped back together. the pity the little mouse squeaks always coming for more- 

—-

I kneeled in your ashes of the house that shredded down your place. the wall is back up because of you — stronger and built to be a wall rather than a house with corners.