Depths

If depth was the same as darkness
Trading one skill for a wooden match
To strike against the mantle
To light wood that hasn't been chopped
To bring heat to a place
That's never been so cold
Gaze upon your face
Knowing the secrets never have been told
If walls could whisper
Would you pretend not to hear the voices?
Would you run if running had been one of the choices?
The only thing gripping you is fear
Afraid to have anyone near
Afraid of what you may hear
When words do not hold much meaning
A whole would without much meaning
I cannot be sure if there is much meaning
In anything, ANYTHING!
If lightning could strike twice
Once to take your breath away
Twice to take your pain away