If the walls could talk

There's no question what they'd say

They would ask me why I cry

During the ending of each day

Endings can be beautiful

Serene and divine

They can carry a lesson

They can draw the final line

They would ask me who I am

Who it is that I've become

Why I fear the night

Why I hide and run

I could never tell them

I couldn't tell anyone

Forevermore in silence

Cries of sorrow left unsung.