There’s something in the wall
When you head to it
You hear something moving and crying
You freak out thinking something’s after you
But it’s not; it’s calling for you to help
And it’s been there for a few days now
You can hear it clawing out of desperation now
And now you know it’s time to make a hole in the wall
In between the pillars of the closet
And you see a bird staring at you
(?)
You made a hole in the closet
And it flies into the room
And you open the window so it flies to the light
Free from the wall
And free to fly