Jacqui Broad - The Wall

I stood before the blind wall,
And it looked at me.
I showed my emotions,
But it would not see.
I shouted at it,
I cried my fears.
But the only thing that came to me,
Was frustration and tears.
I wanted it so desperately to hear,
That, which I cannot say out loud.
To heal me, for death is near,
And I don't know what it's about.
I turned around and walked away -
It was the only thing I could do.
Behind me I heard the wall say,
'Go well, and damn you! '

Jacqui Broad

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