Behind the Closed Doors

Silent shadows hide behind closed doors,

Echoes of pain, silent roars.

Time is slipping through the cracks,

Locked inside, there's no way back.

Behind these walls, no one can see,

A family’s ache, a hidden plea.

No refuge from the storm's fierce blare,

Just fading moments, trapped in despair.

The past clings tight in tender hold,

Memories whisper, stories untold.

A picture, a dream, a secret kiss,

Summer's warmth, a fleeting bliss.

Time runs out, the door is sealed,

Embraced by memories, softly revealed.

The past stands tall in a young girl’s gaze,

In the sunlight, hope still stays.

Words sprinkle like hope in the air,

A crown of light, free from despair.

Holding on, strength in her stand,

A tender hope, in her hand.

Time fades away, the door stays shut,

The past’s echo, a silent cut.

But in her eyes, a spark remains,

A whisper of sun, amidst the rains.