A house,
a home,
a humble abode.
Four walls define,
a story untold.
Words are useless,
to describe this morass,
where only space defines,
my current mental status.
Words are statements,
they can’t describe,
how to relive,
days’ memories,
encapsulated within.
These walls,
suffocate.
Pause now,
then redirect.
Let in breezes,
freshen the air.
Arise from stagnation.
Grab hold of words.
Let the memories stay,
for another day,
so I can write down,
words of meaning,
if I dare.