All A Door Holds

Fake wood holding a dainty knob Grain which dances before me Changing as nature sees fit It runs its course The voices change Shudder and shake Rattle loose I watch I hear Fury Anger Misundaerstanding Accusation It runs its course And the second big change Shudder and shake Rattle loose I watch I hear Pain Anguish Sorrow Apology They are together as one It runs its course The final big change Shudder and shake Rattle loose I watch I hear Fury and pain Anger and anguish Misunderstanding and sorrow Accusation and apology In silence a door Bursting from all it holds Pale walls Purple complexion No door Doorway Stunned realization Complete humiliation Wood door Gold know Rusted hinges Broken home The door cannot move Stuck But it moves with the words With the passion It is everything blonde curls should never witness It is too late to save blue eyes from the sting