These f*cking walls must be talking

 

 

 

 

Sitting in an empty room

 

Nothing left to do.

 

I try to speak but the walls shush me

 

They talk to me, they try to kill me.

 

Man, these f*****g walls must be talking

 

The silence grows cold

 

No longer with the comfort it use to share

 

The walls get closer

 

and closer

 

and closer

 

The voices get louder

 

Man these f*****g walls must be talking

 

They get louder

 

and louder

 

and louder

 

I scream and see a bright white light

 

Is this how it really ends?

 

 

 

Author's Note

Yea, yea, yea. It's bad I know but I felt the need to write something and this is what came out.