whispers
BEHIND THESE WALLS
whispers
there is a room behind these walls
I hear whispers
behind these walls
the hush noises seep through
suffocating, drowning, destroying
what makes such sound
who cares so less
behind these walls there are whispers
whispers that become so loud
it booms
what was it that need whispers
why are they now shouts
on this wall I knock
on this wall I cup my hand to place my ear
on this wall I look for a window
on this wall I search for a door
on this wall I write "I beg for mercy"
will mercy pass from behind this wall
my arms spread open to embrace these walls
my chest rests against these walls
my heart beats through these walls
my head hits the side of these walls
my tears roll down it
what are these whispers
who hides behind these walls
may they pass from that side to this
is that what they wish
today I hear silence
I have moved from the wall
I can no longer hear the hushed noises
behind these new walls
I hear whispers
behind these new walls
I hear peace
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