His Fortress

He built a wall around his life,
As invisible; as invincible as he himself,
He thought.

Tore it down,
she came with glitter eyes,
a little smile came crashing down,
and he tasted a contagious share of laughter.

A life of stone she melted from him,
And colour he saw, since, what-
eternity?

Trust, he never believes in dreams,
He never even believes in what he sees,
Scoffing at sunset kisses,
He knew better than eternal love,
He knew better than an old lady's wedding ring.

He built a wall around his already caged up heart,
Hiding from the ugly, pretty things.

He knew how to pick her up and twirl her into only-
faint memories,
but forgetting,
Forgetting,
is a fickle thing,
and she's twirling through the maze of his heartbeat again.

And he saw the playbacks of her face, alight.
Every minute, so he wonders why.

A life of get-to-the-point, she took away,
Starved him with dishes of smiles and holdinghands,
and he stood defeated - by defeat itself.

He knew better than red roses&chocolates,
He knew better than his own knowledge.

And he feels like he's just not alive.

He built a wall around his escaping heart,
as weak; as vulnerable as he himself,
he knew.

A little magic word saw the end of his cement-set belief,
see, he never believes in destiny;
Scoffing on what he wanted the most,
Turning his back to his own dreams.

And he realizes what it's like to let go; to be loved,
And he feels the protection the walls never gave him.

The protection his trusted walls never granted him.