A Crack in the wall.mp3

I am writing alone in my room when all of a sudden there's this commotion.

This banging.

Smashing.

I'm not quite sure what it is.

Has someone had an accident?

Has there been some sort of collision?

When I go out to investigate.

I see you in there.

Extremely angry.

Very frustrated.

You're throwing things around the room.

What's going on?

What's made you this angry?

Have you had some sort of argument with someone?

You don't let people get too close, do you?

But I see you taking your anger out on everyone, in a sullen mood.

I don't know if it's because you've been hurt in the past.

Neglected.

Or you feel like no one's cared for you.

But stop hiding your face from me.

You look at me with such disdain.

I know that's not true.

You start yelling at me.

Why are you yelling at me?

You then get upset.

I didn't mean to make you emotional.

I go to comfort you.

But you push me away.

Listen.

I understand being angry and being drunk on rage.

But the path you're going down.

It doesn't end well.

And it's not pleasant.

You and I keep doing this push and pull routine.

But you know that the only person that is there for you every time you get like this.

Is me.

I know it's not easy to trust.

To let go.

But you don't know what it feels like to have someone to feel safe with?

For no one to hurt you?

You won't let anybody in.

But I want you to feel love.

Feel care.

Feel pleasure.

I'm going to get over these walls one day.

And it will be glorious.

I will be the one to break these walls down.

I will be the rose that will grow and bloom in your garden.

The spark of light in your dark room.

Be in control of me.

To know I don't just want sex.

Totally.

On top of me.

For the entire duration.

Slow only.

Will you melt with me, my flower?