Saturday, November 1, 2014

The Open Door

 


The door is open, but the room is dark
You said you'd be here, that you'd bring the light;
but you're not here......

But your broken promises, you're empty words,
your smooth, snake-tongued whispers that I foolishly believe
Echo in this darkness....

Happens again and again,
yet I can't stop needing you...
You never see me, never hear me;
It's like I'm invisible, a ghost,
whose screams are silent to your ears....

The door is open, but the room is dark;
You said you'd be here,
that you'd bring the light;
But you're not here, you're never here,
so the room remains forever dark........

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