Crazy

All of a sudden,

these walls come to life,

growing faces,

just staring at me.

With their blank expressions,

I try to stare back,

looking softly to one side.

If i look straight through,

then I might not believe

Am i really crazy?

Do these walls?

Do they really talk?

Are they staring at me?

Without a care?

With decieving eyes?

Waiting for another

Helpless soul to fnd them.

Wander into the dim room,

get sucked into the past.

To suffer the same misery as I have,

Just seconds ago.