These walls

You can count on these walls


“Only these walls understand me.” She wrote.

They were there when I cried myself to sleep,

And awoke with a smile like I was fine,

When I wasn’t.

These cold, white walls stood beside me when I craved for your shoulders to cry on,

And settle for my pillows,

Because you weren’t there.

Even when I threw the innocent lamp against them,

Because all I wanted was to scream at you to see me,

See I wasn’t fine,

They stood.

They had no choice,

At least they were there.

They know my secrets,

They have seen the scars shirt sleeves cannot conceal,

And were there for support.

These walls,

These walls.

“Only these walls understand me.” she wrote.

“A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.”-Proverbs 18:24

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