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.