Poem -

Brick by brick...

Brick by brick...

If nothing's going on, I must be empty
Hollow inside, I must of said plenty
Condemned by a paperless nation
Like old news, I'm a poet crustation

I can say rhyming words till the cows come home
But I prefer a story and characters that have lived a life
I can pretend a world but in actual fact I'm all alone
Without my words on this earth I would rather be dead inside

With all you lovely people at cosmofunnel you're breaking down my walls
Brick by brick light appears in the tunnel, you're there catching me when I fall
Like angels you're holding on
Catch me when I fall

I switch off sometimes but that's just my human nature
I'm a lightbulb most days lighting the way to something greater
If you don't hear from me, it just means I'm being a dreamer
Stretching my imagination so I can put it down on paper

So, to the angels that gave me somewhere to go
That place was at the end of the tunnel
You are my poet friends, my reason to carry on
Brick by brick you're angels at cosmofunnel
You all hold the torch
You are the light on my lonely road

With all you lovely people at cosmofunnel you're breaking down my walls
Brick by brick light appears in the tunnel, you're there catching me when I fall
Like angels you're holding on
Catch me when I fall

From the bottom of my heart,
I sincerely thank you all...

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