Brick by Brick

Brick by brick I built it not even knowing I was.
The mortar is thick and sloppy,
Uneven and dripping down drying in a cement waterfall.
Each brick is a pain, a hurt, a barrier to your love.
I want to tear down the walls I scratch and dig with my bare hands
Till my fingers bleed and my nails lie like discarded confetti at my feet
I know you are on the other side your peace and haven waiting for me
My lips are parched, dry cracked and bleeding
My voice long gone to the wind as I cried and begged to find you
My eyes are rimmed red with tears that I can no longer cry
They just are not there.
In deep sorrow and despair I fall to the ground in a heap of boneless sorrow
Through the wall you reach me
Your touch soft on my skin
Refreshing my whole being with your caress
Through my wall that has been stronger than a mountain
Unable to fall to my will
You walk through it like it is no more solid than the air
When my own faults and hurts kept me from reaching you
You did not let them stop you from reaching out to me.
Love fills me like cool spring water
Washing away the scars of my past with one sip
You are the living water.

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