If only walls could talk.

If only walls could talk; they’d tell you about me and how they hear me scream and watch me while i bleed.

If only walls could talk; they’d tell you I was dammed, surprised I’m not dead, with a knife clutched to my hand.

If only walls could talk; they’d tell you how I cry; all of the pain that’s in my eyes that’s eating me alive.

If only walls could talk; they’d tell you to be strong, to keep on moving on long after I am gone.