With bloodied hands

by The Pessimistic Peabody   Oct 19, 2007


With bloodied hands I lay the bricks again
Once again blocking the hole
I carefully seal up every crack
To be indestructible, my only goal

No windows, or doors or even a light
Shall grace my self-made cell
I'm choosing to fight my war alone
Inside this dark and gloomy hell

No wrecking ball can break these walls
So no silly heroes will appear
To laugh at all my weaknesses
Or watch me drowning in my tears

So you bricks I made with blood and sweat
Let not my cries echo past
Masquerading devils I need not
let former folly's be my last

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  • 16 years ago

    by Stephanie Naylor

    WOW, i thought this was amazing

    "No wrecking ball can break these walls
    So no silly heroes will appear
    To laugh at all my weaknesses
    Or watch me drowning in my tears"

    favorite part ^^

    the ending was also great, loved it, theres not much more to say, 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by SH3S fiNAllY H3R3 l0V3 U N3NA

    Great poem!!!

    5/5

    <mOnStRiTo'S pRiNcEsS>

  • 17 years ago

    by xXxemzxXx

    Hey this is a great peice i really enjoyed reading it keep it up! 5/5 :)

    --emz--

  • 17 years ago

    by JustKristina

    Awww. i love this one too, shows real emotion and how people build up walls so that no one can see the true them. i really like it! keep up the great work! ;o)

  • 17 years ago

    by xxSuicidalxx

    Very intense and beautiful piece...the whole poem flows beautifully......amazing work! Keep writing! Love to see more of your work! 5/5

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