The Wall

Behind there, the beasts are ready for their feast, every once in a while they built this very large fire, the flesh af the falleng angels they are feasting on smells quite good, brings back good memories, of those days who only exist frozen in my memory, with the old ghosts of all the broken promises and the tears I wasn't brave enough to let go.

I built it so I can be protected, but it is only damaging me, thanks to the fire the shadows of my past are now bigger than ever, so big that I can see them, the wall is not big enough this night, it happens once in a while and every time I'm secretely hoping this will be the one night it will not hold, every brick is there for a reason, every brick is one thing I once thought I should erase from my memory, and this night I think they all must fall, fall into pieces, finally forgotten, and the shadows will finaly get their price.

These are the memories of a desperate self, wishing to sail into the unknown only to find a wall just painted to make you believe there is something further, only there so you can dream as longest you don't fin out the horrible truth.

Hey, she has written again, never cared about you, she does not even mention your early days, nor the pitty way you ended up running behind her wagon, losing her sight right toward the setting sun, she has gone west, something you learned in school.

No one teaches you to live though, or how to fall, you only receive knowledge, but never wisdom, you can only get that with the years, years of falling with no one beside you to help you getting back up. What if, fucking "What if"...

I'm supossed to be writting but right now I'm just hallucinating, I have to get away, run away to that place where it feels like a nightmare, the only place where every choice is the wrong one, long passed the point of no return, but it is the only place where only for a second, that instant when everything is a blur, magically every falls into the right place, and every makes perfect sense, just before you wake up. just before the end.