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Brick Wall
Against this wall I pound so hard
Pounding like my heart
Against the walls of my chest
Keeping it caged.
Why can’t you hear me?
You must not want to.
Why don’t you yell?
You must not want to.
I don’t understand
Why you’re doing this to yourself
You’re shutting everything
And everyone
Out
I peer through a hole.
I see you,
But you don’t notice me.
My eyes sting at the sight,
Like a thousand pins
Pricking my pupils.
Look at you.
A thin shell
Of the person you used to be-
Nothing left inside.
My lungs are strangled
By this whole ordeal-
I’m gasping for air.
Do you even care?
Do you care what you’re doing to me?
I trusted you-
How could you?
I know I sound selfish
But what can I say?
What can I do?
You suck the life out of me-
You worry me sick.
A sickness that’s eating me away
I will not ruin my life,
My happiness,
For you
If you won’ let me help you.
Look at you.
Brick wall
Suffocating your soul
Stifling your joy
You had so much
But you threw it away
As I try to break down this wall,
I’m breaking.
With every hit
And every kick
I grow weaker.
I can’t do this myself.
Eventually I’ll give up
And move on.
You’re killing yourself.
Slowly
You can’t even see what you’re doing,
Why do you refuse to let yourself live?
You’re miserable.
Does it make you happy to be so tortured?
It only takes one person to change,
And that person is you.
And don’t say you don’t have to-
You do.
Nobody’s perfect-
Not even you.
Stop looking at others’ faults.
Take some time,
And look at yourself.
Will you ever be alive again?
I fear that the chances are less
Than the toss of a coin.
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