My wall is high and wide.

It towers over me, causing the shadow

to be cast over my life

The wall was built up slowly

over

At first, I blocked out all the voices
I was too young to make my choices
Comfort, was a bucket of concrete
Red bricks made

I remember the day the ground work started,

Great noise echoed throughout the land.

A hole was dug where my heart was once

I’ve dug my hole too deep,

I’ve built my walls too high,

I’ve made my fortress too strong.

Only God can

The wall is thick made of concrete
And steel reinforced on the outside
It is tall, ugly, hideous and yet invisible to the