23-05-17

~ These four walls whisper empty promises and pretty lies. Words seep into the cracks of my mind, poison my sight like weeds infesting a garden that was never even there. These four walls are my friends these four walls are not friendly. Outside is bright and loud, so different from the blinding darkness and deafening silence of these walls, and although these walls offer no sanctuary, they also leave no room for disappointment for this darkness will not fade, it is a constant in an unstable world. These four walls whisper empty promises and pretty lies and I never leave, I am the fourth wall I will whisper empty promises and pretty lies ~