Inside These Four Walls

I can’t say it doesn’t hurt
Curling up at night alone
Staring at the four walls
That are meant to be my home.

Sometimes I feel safe here
But sometimes, I get petrified
So many memories that I
Locked up inside.

So much happened in this house
Ironically why I’m left alone
Staring at these four walls
That are meant to be my home.

© Copyright Sharon Ardern 2005