This is what happens, when drinks guide your pen

[Rojaa]

I have spent so long putting up walls-
That I never had a plan for when someone broke through them-
I am sure that was not your intent-
But no the less you have gone too far-
My days are now spent thinking of ways to keep you inside these walls-
Ways to make sure that this feeling never leaves me-

These feelings are not new for me-
But they are scary for me-
Thoughts are in my head-
Thoughts I dare not say for fear of what they do-
I have had these thoughts twice before-
And twice before I am left with nothing more than a story to tell-
How am I to know that this is not another trick-
A test by some unseen force to prove if I am worthy-

I sit here trying to finish these words-
And I realize that it’s impossible-
The words will not flow until our time is done-
Because when I am with you I can think of nothing else but you-
And when I am without you I can think of nothing else but you-
But when you walk away I know the pain from my walls going back up-
Will fill my pen-
And once again I will have something to say-

[strangeclouds]

[BrokenSoul]

that was good, i liked it