If Walls Could TalkA Poem by DestineeFrom my mouth the darkest crimes would bloom.
If I could talk,
If I could tell you everything I’ve seen, I could tell you stories you would never want to believe. No one knows what I have seen with my all-seeing eyes. No one is alive to tell the secrets I’ve overheard. I’ve seen little pieces of heaven and little pieces of hell I’ve heard whispers of tenderness and screams of hatred I’ve seen love spoken to one and given to another I’ve heard a heart breaking and footsteps leaving. Oh, How hard it is to watch life fade away, How hard it is to watch love grow cold, How hard it is to listen to every pained cry, How hard it is to bear witness to these images And be unable to speak one word. You will never hear from me. My mouth is shut, but my eyes and ears are forever open. It is my curse, to be able to stand so tall, so straight, so strong. To bear the weight of the world To hold the roof over the murder’s head and be unable to break To shelter the demons of the world and separate the angels I cannot tell you whom exactly I’ve seen. I cannot tell you what exactly I’ve heard. But if walls could talk I would. © 2010 DestineeAuthor's Note
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