today.
Said some things
never thought I’d say.
Reminded of a little boy
collapsing under the strain
of heavy accusations in my name.
I didn’t want to take the blame
or the shame
crushing me like a ten-ton weight.
I never wanted to feel like that
again.
So I crafted my walls
built my armor of chain.
I throw it up, whenever fingers point my way
that little boy shivers inside
clutching his torch of sputtering flame
he no longer remembers
any other way.
But the light is shining in
the walls are crumbling and thin
he feels water on his face
the cool touch of rain
things are beginning to change.