These four walls,
They speak to me.
One is even my lover
It holds me at night.
Their never changing words become cold,
They stare blankly back when I cry.
These four walls are closing in on me.
I can barely breath they **** my emotion,
Someone open that cracked door.
Someone paint these walls, so they cannot see me anymore.
Someone press their lips to mine and breath life back into my icy unmoved body.