Bare White Walls Poem by Courtney Redmond

These walls sit in front of me
Bare white walls
One wall intrigues the mind
Chipping white paint
This wall calls to me
I sit and look at this wall
'What is do I seek from this wall'
This wall shows nothing yet so much

Figures move on the wall
Screams of despair erupt
Making you wonder
'What the hell? '
A figure strikes out upon me
A red glare is all I see
Looking at the figure more
Watching it's ever move
While he watches mine

Walking closer to the wall
I touch it
The figure sneers
While painful memories
Fill my mind
wars and battles
Death and despair

The figure looks and writes on the wall
'Living in this wall has made me know
That without a home the wall stands tall
No joy in the wall can be seen
But walls are for standing not for feeling.'

As the figure fades
I watch it leave
Now I'm left all alone
To stare again
At these bare white walls