Painted Walls
Painted Walls
Pale yellowish paint peeling, torn and scratched from the hospital walls
Indication of time passing by
Time telling a thousand stories
If these walls could talk what would they share
The shadows on the walls are where most secrets are stored
Protecting themselves from the light
Reflecting the darkness of the mind
Stories of pain, anguish, uncertainty, fear and the unknown
Tales of companionship, unity and a common bond
Entrapped within your mind and the walls of the yellow paint
Staring into what lay ahead and what had passed
Examining the cracks of the paint and the reflection of your life
Hoping that these walls will be painted fresh with a new start
Life will once again be renewed
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