Walls

As inspired by "The Burdens of Being Lonely"
Imagine the voice that responds to his voice.


I see you there.
Looking stern, sullen.
Reaching for something
In your right hand pocket
A lighter, a cigarette.

I hide inside.
You never leave.
I can not show you
The scars on my face
I hide in shame.

What of promises of kisses
That burn, that satisfy, that linger.
I close my eyes
And let these demons
Lead me in a dance of Tango.

I see you're done
With your cigarette
Stop, please stop..
Looking into my eyes
Asking me to deny you not
For I will break these walls down
To be with you now.