White Walls

by Neft   Apr 11, 2009


My walls, they're more forgiving
Then the faces that have past
With comfort strong and sturdy
When the tears they come at last

Apart of white walls, blurry
Mixed part with blackened tears
It's hard to fight back sadness
And pain not felt for years

My walls, they'll never judge me
Just listen in the night
And give me sheltered comfort
'till I turn on the light

Words that I can't hear
Faces I can not see
How long my white washed walls
Have hid these things from me

In darkness I can't see them
But feel them support me
Kept close and ever waiting
There, never for a fee

The paint is rough and chipping
But my walls will be there forevermore
When I know I'll finally be okay
I'll leave and lock the door

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