White Walls/Stripped

October 12, 2012
White walls
Black Walls
Gray Walls
I Feel out of place in a world so familiar
In a world full of beauty and splendor
I feel marred by life itself
Ugly, dependent, and in need of
help
I walk through a house of mirrors and I don’t see me
I see a shadow of who I used to be
Love is patient
Love is kind I’ve learned nothing from love
Only that it can ruin your life
People say they love you
Then stab you in back
Until your gushing blood
Until your tears turn red
Until your skin goes cold
And your eyes turn black
From all the hatred
Pain that is consuming you
From the inside out
So build a wall up
That no one can break down
That no one can go up against
Build up your defense
I am ridiculed by those by those who don’t know
And don’t even know care to find out
Who put this scar here
I’ve always thought
Beauty isn’t within me
And I feel helplessly left out
I’ve learned to enjoy the little things in life
People say the world is all black and white
But that’s because they just don’t see
Color is all around
Red for hatred, madness, and pain
Blue for sorrow, tears, and uncertainty
But there is a black and white
Black for the darkness we succumb to
And white for the purity lost
The innocence taken
And the price death costs
Happiness is found not given
Happiness is lived
Breathed
Craven
The best things in life come free So freely give
And freely receive
My wall was built up
I put it up Brick by red brick
Stone by gray stone
Then you came a long
Like a thief in the night
You gave me a fright
Like a poison gas
That I breathed and became addicted to
And you slowly took down every brick
Stripped every stone down
Until I was nothing
Nothing but yours
And it’s enough
Knowing that I’m yours
And your mine I use to hate love
The pain that it came with
Unbearable
But me and you
I want to be inseparable
You won’t lose me
Cause I don’t want to be lost
And if I ever do
Come find me
I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you from my lack of belief
And I hope you still have those feelings for me
And they haven’t strayed
White walls
Black walls
Gray walls
I felt out of place in a world so familiar
In a world full of beauty and splendor
I felt marred by life itself
Ugly, dependent, and I need of help
And yes, I walk through a house of mirrors
But as I walk through
I can finally see the me I’ve wanted to be
You helped get this far
And at the end of the day
All I can say is
Thank You
For picking up all the broken pieces of my heart
And putting it back together
For never giving up on me
For always being there
Always seeing right through me
As if I’m glass
Thank you for taking the time
And stripping down every brick
Now I know why he had to do it
Now I know why God put me through it
Because if I never knew
The pain would have never been worth it





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