behind my walls

behind my wall

by jfarrell


Behind my walls I cower and cry;

Afraid of the very shadows themselves

I beg and grovel in anguish and pain

“Don’t hurt me, please don’t hurt me”


Behind my walls I plot and scheme;

Imagining satisfyingly violent revenges;

Revelling in the rivers of blood I would unleash

“Now, tell me how much you hate me, again”


Behind my walls I sit in a silent calm;

Everything around me erupts into flame and lava

As I sit in peace, untouched by the destruction

“There is no spoon, there is no spoon”

             (sorry, had to drop that in, ‘The Matrix’, great film)


Behind my walls sits an inebriated moron ;-)

Drunk and blissfully unaware

Of everything outside of my walls;

“Red, red wine, you make me feel so fine”

Author's Notes/Comments: 

tear down the wall

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