My Wall

Tall 
Broad, and wide 
It stands erect for the attacks

Letting it’s shape be known 
It surrounds me and I feel safe
                                Secure
                Nothing can get past my bricks

Day by Day 
By Day by
Day 

It absorbs the surroundings,
The allies, the enemies.
Defending.
Helping.

It’s bricks begin wear down-
But I assume that it will stand strong 
 I ignore the chips and let my feelings of security carry on



But eventually all things turn to rubble 


In the dark of night, when
No one is looking,
I count the chips, each scratch in it‘s place.
It’s then that I realize my bricks have fallen.
And it’s then that I realize
all that’s left
   Are my pebbles of guilt.