If These Walls Could Talk
by Christelle Duvenage
by Christelle Duvenage
If these walls could talk,
you'd know my body is dead,
my mind has been taken over, that's why I am so scared,
I can't control it,anger is making me blind
I've been left here on my own chained to a hate of some kind
If these walls could talk
If these walls could talk,
you'd know about my fears
about all those nights I screamed for help, about all my fallen tears
You'd know about the demons haunting me at night
you'd be able to help me keep my fire alight
if these walls could talk
If these walls could talk,
they would say that it's all right
God sends His angels to look over me at night
They'd encourage me, say though I am alone it doesn't mean I‘m on my own
He watches me from above and showers me with all His love
....if only these walls could talk.
About the poem
Sometime in everyone's life, they feel betrayed and all alone, like everything is a lie. You are trapped in a world of anger and rage and you can only see red through your eyes. No one seem to see when you are going through this time, or understand why. But it is times like these that God takes you in His arms and tames your wild mind and assures you, you are never alone.
