brick walls.

i'm climbing this brick wall and as i grab each new block, higher than the last, my fingertips peel off more and more. the remnants of skin mark my path towards the top. it's funny though because the closer i get to the top the less i feel the pain in my hands. i feel exhilarated scaling this wall, like a spider, my eight legs each in the right spot at the right time. but then i slip a bit, stutter and slide just a little bit, and recognize the blood running down my arms. i focus my eyes upwards, keeping the water and my insides from spilling out. but then i stop. i let go of my destiny and free fall until all that surrounds me is black.