if walls could only speak
they'd probably tell the stories
of many lustfilled dreams
filled with loving embraces
passion flushed faces
and windows filled with steam

but if doors could only speak
they'd probably speak of hands
the times that they've been turned by them
and the fists that they turn into
fists that punch through
and how this story ends

because the doors
they share the secrets
that they walls,they dare not tell
they open,up your eyes to the reality
they let you see
that unlike what she said,mommy hadn't fell

you see it was daddy who had pushed her
all the way down
from the very top stair
and the doors they saw it all
as they stared from the hall
and they seem to be the only ones who care

because its the children
who let u in,in their own innocent way
they are the doors
they dont meen to tell on daddy
they just want you to see
they dont want mommy to cry anymore

its she that is the walls
and surely if she could,now,she'd tell the story
but for corpse's,much like walls
talkings kind of hard to do
because when she could've,im sure she would've told you
simply,not to worry

because she never thought hed kill her
afterall,they all depended on him
he was the foundation of,if not the home then the house
he took care of them,went to work every day
and what else could she say?
she knew she must've deserved it,for being a bad spouse
 
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