Brick by brick

The untruths stick

And souls begin to ponder.

The moans unwrap

As fingers tap

Against the see through walls.

Ghouls come to prey

On minds astray

Which they can peel apart.

Trust has hidden

Yet betrayal is forbidden

Oh what an ironic world.

The tiny girl, tormented by shivers,

Her thoughts begin to wither-

Away until nothing makes sense.

He says that everything will be okay-

A simple lie he is willing to say

To turn the nervous soul calm.

What happens when

Here, and now, and then

Cease to exist at all?

His finger pressed upon his lips,

His hands dig into her young hips

And she swears she'll never tell.

This very moment all will know

This girl was hurt and so-

He was the architect to her bricks.