A Brick Amongst Rubble

Sun, 06/12/2016 - 12:37 -- Ad4904g

She is a brick amongst rubble. Poisoned by melon and hollyShattered by the remains of melancholy   Shattered is thy word that was never releasedFractured by teardrops which needlessly ceasedDid thy holy breath breathe away thy sin? Did I invite darkness, my child, in?Falling and stalling, till she wakes upForgotten. Abandoned. Give up!Asleep… You are those thorns, neglected by tender sleeves, Stained red by the lingering of unfinished thievesAll that carried me, you corrupted trueYou hurt me… I love you.And see me now in the darkness… I built this wall, standing on violenceI am a brick amongst rubble, moulded by silence…

This poem is about: 
Me

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