I Guess the Walls Look Warmer Now

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Hi der!

I Guess the Walls Look Warmer Now

Empty boxes in the front yard
crafting shelves and a bed
inside of those stone brick walls
where I slowly forget those who kept me fed
and think only about who I met back then
dressed in black, woven silk
fell for whispers, but never saw the distance it feels like this first stanza is a setting, and this is too abstract to enhance the setting, maybe later when we get to know the narrator more
paint the walls with whatever comes to mind
tape the flowers to the wall, can't afford a vase
ashamed,
but you don't mind

When I excuse for the quiet excuse is like apology.  to excuse oneself from the table? the next time you say this sounds funny too.
take a blanket and dye it
red or green or whatever you prefer
to lie inside, 
to keep you warm, 
I guess red looks warmer
tongues fall apart
but you keep sitting at the table
that I crafted out of glass from the bottles that you emptied
pretend not to see the cracks and the shards beneath
nothing but fake smiles to disguise the despise in your eyes

When I excused for the nail that's stuck in my tongue what I excused? 
you replied: "There are words abound stuck in my lungs"
Stuck indeed, never relieved,
first a kitchen knife
then quick stabs through your chest,
words form a flood or is it just blood?
Deafening screams before you stop to breath,breathe
gaping cuts, now your eyes stay shut,
mine never opened 

Deafening screams, fell for whispers, eyes stay shut, never saw the distance.  I think the line I criticized earlier is appropriate, but maybe would work better elsewhere.  
Pretty good work, secondlanguages are fun!