Wednesday, March 4, 2009

My wall

There is a wall
Within my room
It's tall and wide
Partially filled with gloom

One side is content
One side is sad
One side is filled with anger
One side is full of regret

There are different memories
Upon this wall
And some of them
Are about to fall
This wall has held me
Within one place
I can not even see
My own face

I have a wall
within my room
and it has done nothing
but bring bad news

It's silky color white
has grown gray
and the memories
hanging on it are filled with hate

I take a hammer
and hit that wall
making a whole
the small cement pieces fall

I can now see
a little of what I missed
the beautiful side of the world
and the happiness within

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