behind closed doors..

behind every door

a soul hides
behind every door

a soul cries
behind all four walls

and one door


i die a little inside



i cry my tear ducts dry




but most of all





i hide






behind a broken smile

a broken door
i know im not alone

i know its not only me


because if it was



i would die
i have died

i have risen


and each time is a reminder
of why i live

why you live


why we live



why we survive




why we want to survive
it is so easy to forget

and walk away


behind a closed door
but in every room

a window comes


giving us a breath of fresh air



a way out




but at some point..it has to shut
the way truly out

the one we forget to see


the one that is there forever



only the brave take that chance




open the door





leaving it open forever






and walk out
us others

not as brave


but just as strong



wait




for that one person





to turn the door handle






finding us







helping us up








reminding us we can be saved

we will be saved


we are worth it



we are worth loving




all the trouble





all the pain
so now

every time i cry


die



scream


stare at the door



waiting for the turn




of that handle





that haunts me oh so much
in front of my door

hope lies


seeping in through the key hole



and the door frame




shinning bright





giving me love like the angels give

holding onto me


pulling me



to open my closed door





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