words spoken

it's easy to tear
down the wall. a heavy
hammer will do, muscle,
sweat, a chisel and
the will to make it
fall. it's easy to end
things. let the words
shoot from your mouth,
let the emotion of the
moment take over and
let it all crumble to
the ground, let anger
crush everything
you've built. and the
new wall is never quite
the same, never as
strong or solid as
the love you just put
to rest, in ruins.
the damage has been done.