this wall

 

the writing on the wall

the ink is faint

wall not straight

letters falling apart

sentences not making sense

 

bet you I wrote in tears

missing so many words

it's dark

and yet I write

the wall is slippery

I need a cloth

 

I can't even find the door

I'm on my knees

the question marks

the light I need

 

I can't keep writing in the dark

I can feel the ink in my eyes

eye balls black

retina lost it's colour

this is a puzzle

Botshelo should finish this off

 

I'm tired

I'm restless

 

maybe I should move one brick

maybe I should add

this wall is my protector

this wall I need

bang, bang

need to feed

 

give meaning

the dark will fade

the wall will still stand

writing I keep at it

i'm tired

 

my heart is heavy

mix ink with tears

walls with the dark

brake you.