If these walls could talk
You’d know there’s nothing left
Of love, of life
There’s nothing, just dread
Shadows taking over my heart
Muffling my soul’s cry
I failed to live my part
And soon it’s time to die
If these walls could talk
You’d know the fear eating me from within
Neither of death, nor of pain
But of the future so grim
Waves crashing on my doorstep
Calling out my name
Choking my laughter
Announcing the end of this game
If these walls could talk
The silent whispers would scream to you
Of broken memories
That once felt so true
The tears drowning in the din
Lost in the color of the skies
In those feigned smiles
And those incomprehensible lies
If these walls could talk
You would be right here
By my side, you would walk
Casting away my fear
The smiles that seem so distant
Would perhaps be with me once again
If these walls could talk
Perhaps you would know I’m in pain
I wrote this poem earlier this morning – I don’t know what’s going on but I’m obviously not in my happy-medium LOL. Oh well, life goes on 
