Screw the wall.
You tell me
day and night
you want an ending
That you hate yourself
to the point you want to end it
or to the point you want to make a whole in that wall.
Which is better, one might ask
the wall, I say,
screw it.
Screw it all.
You toss your life away on a whim
you break, you bend, you collapse
you are human
but do not forget the small ones
for they look up
at a glimmering star like you
and when you fall
they fall too.
Damn that wall to hell and back
you’re killing me and we will not withstand
it hurts
it hurts.
it hurts.
It does.
Right there.
Where it counts.
Where it matters.
You cry, I do too
You die…
I will too.