The letter I wrote on your wall
Scribbled thoughts
I could no longer hide from you
My feelings open
I feel vulnerable
As all I had kept inside
Shouted out from the wallpaper
Every word gives birth to ten others
I fight to keep up as they burst from my mind
My writing becomes smaller and smaller
As I search for the space for the next line
As the flow slows
Of all I want you to know
As I stand back to celebrate my work
I realise there’s no evidence of walls once white
As i’d filled every space with words in blue
Letters merged of sentences blurred
Drained of every way to explain
Lost with where I ended or started
That night when you returned
You wondered why
Once white your walls were now blue
I guess you will never know
They held all I will never tell you
Christopher Wellbelove
29 September 2007
