Pain in the Wall

This rubble it scares me.

It’s everywhere I look.

I can’t move because it surrounds me.

I can’t breathe for its dust engulfs me.

Everything has crumbled to pieces.

All my hard work turned to sand.

I spent all these years constructing,

Only to find disaster at my hands.

Was this wall worth building?

All my efforts where they useless?

It did stay for a while.

It protected for years.

Yet now that it has crumbled,

Its remains have left me in ruins.

Now that it has fallen its contents scare my people

 I see no hope for reconstructing.

I only see this disaster.

Nothing will ever be the same.

I don’t know how to make things look nice again.

There is rubble everywhere I look.

And I am weeping as things tumble out.

This pain is too much.

Will anything ever be ok?

I spent all those years hiding within that wall.

I was always afraid.

That wall collapsed and I am still afraid.

All the work was for nothing.

For all I know is fear.

Is there anything outside of fear?

Is there anything outside of this pain?

I am told that everything will be ok.

I am promised that everything will be fine.

I can’t see the light.

I can’t see anything but the horrible surrounding of devastation that use to be a wall.