"I Am That Wall" by Kinetic Affect, spoken word poetry starts at 1:55.
I am that wall. I am the remains of a soft heart that pumped out give, and give, and give, and give until there was nothing left of it to keep my blood from settling into red brick. I am the construction of an elaborate structure equipped with escape routes and booby traps. I am a fortified fortress. A castle which now acts more like a prison.















