Bricks for Breaking

They say bricks build things…                                                                    

                                                                                I guess in this case, they built me.

So, here’s a brick for my father.

A brick for the perfect man who raised me.

His steely eyes only blink if they have to.

Here’s a brick for the first girl who broke my heart.

Sometimes giving someone second chance, is like giving them second bullet.
 I just prayed that the gun would jam.

Here’s a brick for my first grade teacher.

Believing I was weak because of “sticks and stones”.
At least broken bones mend.

Here’s a brick for everyone who ever said, “suck it up”.

Screw society‘s standard of strength.

                 Taking in so much air, ended up creating a painful void.

Here’s a brick for every relationship I've ever messed up.

I’ve got more than I can count.

I didn't try to do this...

Here's a brick for my fifth grade school bully.

 A brick for my well-rounded brothers.

A brick for my profane manager.

A brick for my dead grandpa.

A brick for the judgmental eyes and the death glares.

But it's the bricks that built me. 

So here's a brick for the pain.

and a brick for the breaking.

I think i speak for us all when i say, lets just hope tomorrow has less bricks.