Parallels

I've been here before. Desolate feelings creep in before I get a chance to close this door, once again. I'm blinded by the dark bleakness of this place. Once filled with happy faces, now all gone. There is nothing. This is nowhere. Silent screams fill my eyes to mirror my agitated fists. Curled up Crying desperate unheard pleas! I have been here before, but someone has changed the locks.