Dirty Walls

Ever heard the saying walls don't lie,  But they do see you at every angle of their eye. All the dirt,secrets and the bogus lies, They even see you in your disguise. The whispers in corners, soft tears, silent cries, slaps, curses, bruises, soul ties. His hands over his ears,Her hands over her eyes, In this room these walls have heard pleasure,whispers and lies.  Laugher like wall paper covering those walls, Walls filthy and disgusting has watched each tear fall. Washing away some pain splattered by deceit, It's that laughter that can wash those dirty walls clean and make the healing complete.
(Dirty Walls) © Jacaima Cooper