a room
with white walls
plastered with black paint
what does that recall?
an unwanted memory
scars that remain in me
voices on the outside
pleading and crying
emotions like a landslide
an unending pain without meaning
fear
what would happen?
if I let these walls fall
trust
I would of never recalled
love
I never thought it would ever call
I begin to see everything
in black and white
the past controlling my thoughts
where is the light?
as the room grew dark
I hear the footsteps
across these marble floors
anxiety
that shiver I feel in my chest
I don't want this anymore
is this what people want from society?
This feeling of being wanted
but also the fear of rejection
fear of being alone
fear of not being good enough
fear
it's closer then it's near
a simple touch
a simple sentence
a simple promise
"I'm here"
