Bricks

Pick up those bricks and throw them away
So far not even your white eyes will see them
Turned pure by the depths of your innocence
Driven mad by the sobs of your hopeless longing
Building your castle of worries, nightmares and ghosts
Until it all came pouring down to haunt you
Rubble that left your skin unblemished
But your heart in tatters
And lungs barely bloody rags from gasping for air
Over and over
Till no tears were left to tarnish the earth
And no screams to wrack the silence
That now lays heavily over our heads
All I can see is white eyes streaked with red
So pick up those bricks and throw them away