the wall useless

what can i do with this ?
the hands are up and my back is arched
there's nothing left
take what you want but you will find nothing inside
the sweet sound of nothing
i do not know what you want
i do not know who i am nor who you are
i certainly can not penetrate your wall
i'm far too gone, gone to battle 
the mortar that sticks to your heart's walls beguiles in pestilence
i'm far too gone baby
i've been here once before and it almost killed me
you need to crack
you bend, yes you
i'm done bending
i can not bend that which stays swaying in the wind baby
i've been swaying in wind
having a heart is useless
it is useless baby, your heart is useless
with walls that high
- catté