Photo by Clay Banks on Unsplash
I grew up in a room with walls painted green
Walls that could trap you inside
Walls that called your name and invited you to stay
They provided support
They provided safety,
It was comfortable between those four walls
But they also provided silence
Silence from the outside
Silence from the screams
Of my own life
I grew up in a room with walls painted green
They hid a demon
That lived under my bed
And when silence came
He would lurk
Looming…
Taking up space
Until he couldn’t anymore
I grew up in a room with walls painted green
That was silent when no one was around
When everyone was gone
…
…
…
And I,
I never really existed in that room
About the Creator
Ty
Using words to paint pictures
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.