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Yellow Door


The words unspoken are louder than those yelled across the room. I must escape the voices they're closing in taking me as their prisoner. Retreat behind the yellow door close it and keep it there Sharpness of the words unspoken cutting deeper and deeper pain released in exchange for a piece of me. Alone in the dark room behind that yellow door Have they noticed? I don't believe they have The silent war puts a shield before their eyes I shall stay here Behind this yellow door No one will ever know That behind this yellow door lies a dark eternity waiting... waiting... waiting. for the sun to shine.
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