The walls of my bedroom have
seen more,
heard more,
comforted me more,
than anyone ever could.
They have seen me
fall apart,
try to build myself up again,
fail every single time I try,
and yet they hold no judgement.
They have heard me
scream
when no one else did;
cry
when no one else did;
pray
when no one else did,
and yet they hold my secrets here.
They have comforted me
with their presence
each night when falling asleep was hard,
each morning when sleep never came,
each day when people have been cruel,
and yet they hold me together.
For these four walls
have kept me safe
in their embrace,
especially after I’ve felt unsafe
in others’.
Jynx Frostbyte 