“CRY BEHIND CLOSED DOORS”

I MADE IT TO YOU, FINALLY FOREVERMORE, 

SLAMMED, CLOSED SHUT IS THIS SOLID WHITE DOOR, 

BEHIND IT, IN FRONT OF IT I HAVE MANY DAYS AND NIGHTS FALLEN TO THIS VERY FLOOR, 

TONIGHT IS NO DIFFERENT A DAY I CAN NO LONGER ENDURE, 

AS I WALK MASSIVE DROPS FALL AS IF I JUST CAME ASHORE, 

KNOWING THIS TIME IT IS PAINFUL, THIS PAIN IS PURE, 

OF A BROKEN HEART AGAIN I AM SURE, 

WHY HASN’T ANYONE CREATED FOR THIS PAIN A CURE, 

SOMETHING BESIDES TIME WITH AN INSTANT RELIEF IS ALL I AM ASKING FOR, 

MAYBE I JUST NEED TO LEARN TO LOVE SOME MORE, 

THIS MASSIVE HURT CONTINUES AND THESE TEARS  CONTINUE TO POUR, 

OF IT ALL I SIMPLY CANNOT IGNORE, 

THAT IS WHY I ALWAYS CRY BEHIND CLOSED DOORS, 

NEED NOT A SOLE TO ASK ME ANYMORE, 

WHAT IS WRONG? ARE YOU ALRIGHT? QUESTIONS GALORE, 

OUTSIDE I AM SO TIRED OF BATTLES, I AM TIRED OF WARS,

SO MANY CHOICES, CHECKS AND BALANCES, EITHER OR,

JUST TRYING TO BE GREATER THAN THE DAY BEFORE, 

SO MANY JUDGES KEEPING SCORE, 

ONCE YOUR REPUTATION IS TARNISHED IT IS EXTREMELY DIFFICULT TO RESTORE, 

FEEL LIKE I HAVE BEEN STABBED, SLASHED, AND CUT TO THE CORE, 

IF I DIE I’LL BE DROWNING IN ALL THESE TEARS FLOODED FROM CRYING BEHIND THESE VERY DOORS.

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