Stop Bulldozing My Heart

You press through walls I tried to raise,
With force I never gave consent,
You treat my care as open ways,
Then act surprised where trust is spent.


I built this ground with steady hands,
Each stone aligned with measured thought,
You crossed it hard with harsh demands,
And claimed the ruin wasn’t wrought.


Your voice arrives like iron weight,
It leaves no room for breath or choice,
You push, insist, accelerate,
Then drown the quiet of my voice.


I tried to meet you where you stood,
To shape a space where both could stay,
But pressure breaks what once was good,
And drives what mattered far away.


So hear me now without disguise,
This line is drawn, this ground is mine,
No more collapse beneath your size,
No more repair of your design.


Step back before there’s nothing left,
No soil, no root, no will to start,
Respect what hasn’t yet been cleft—
Stop bulldozing my heart.