Midnight Walls

David Konopka - [email protected]

Midnight walls rise up before me
Marbelized with the fossils of long dead hopes
  and unrealized dreams that never reached the surface,
Always held below
  for one reason
    or the next.
Left behind to accumulate,
  to segregate
    reality from my mentality.

Midnight walls stand all around me
These strong supporting columns
  fortified by so many years of intentional disuse
Ominous black towers striking at the skies
  with unmatched fury.
My inner-most thoughts incarcirated
  but protected
    from the painful prick of fear's arrows.

Midnight walls fall upon me
Slowly cracking and crumbling
  peice by peice
Succumbing under the immense pressure 
  of real emotion
Real emotion, 
  rushing through my veins 
    like unleashed torrents over a defeated damn.
Real emotion,
  pushing me along like an endless flood rising inch by inch
    swallowing my entirety.

leaving me alone to drown in my own
  emancipation.